The Vampire Diaries - A ConfessionFriday, November 09, 2012
A couple of weeks ago, I started watching the first season of The Vampire Diaries. Not because I had a genuine interest in watching a television series about a topic that has become so clichéd. Rather, it was out of mere curiosity that I decided to tune in. There had been so many tweets popping up in my Twitter feed expressing excitement over season four of The Vampire Diaries, that I felled 'compelled' to see what it was all about. You see, I have a confession to make. I have a thing for vampire stories. Good vampire stories. And when they are depicted on the big screen or on my television set, I become even more enthralled with the dark, handsome portrayals we come to expect of the modern day vampire. Whether or not I have a giant poster of Robert Pattinson is not up for discussion at the moment. But I will confess that the devilishly good-looking Ian Somerhalder has recently caught my eye and has thus earned his way into this post as one of the most irresistible reasons for turning on my new high-definition flat screen TV. To date, I have managed to work my way through to the end of the second season, as a purely research-driven assignment, of course. And while the extremely high number of causalities in The Vampire Diaries seems to drastically outnumber those in Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, the far-reaching story line is nonetheless much easier to tolerate when you have the likes of Ian's character Damon Salvatore as a distraction. Is it just me or does Damon's brother Stefan pale in comparison?
Fess up. Are you on Team Damon or Team Stefan?