I first read Anne Rice’s “Interview with the Vampire” in 1992, two years before the iconic film version was finally released. I discovered it in the old-fashioned way — a book cover confronting me from a clandestine shelf in my local library. There was that unsettling gold background color, the title and author name in spindly red, white and black type. The very concept broke my brain a bit; how could you possibly interview such a dangerous creature?
I first read Anne Rice’s “Interview with the Vampire” in 1992, two years before the iconic film version was finally released. I discovered it in the old-fashioned way — a book cover confronting me from a clandestine shelf in my local library. There was that unsettling gold background color, the title and author name in spindly red, white and black type. The very concept broke my brain a bit; how could you possibly interview such a dangerous creature?