maeve66
10-26-2008, 10:15 AM
I finally thought of harnessing the powers of collective knowledge for this. A friend who has most excellent google fu (which I do not) has been unable to track this down for me, to the point that I sometimes wonder if it was all a fever dream. But I don't think so. Please help!
Sometime around 1971, 1972, or at the latest, 1973, I had chicken pox and therefore was cruelly abandoned by my parents when they had to travel somewhere. I was left at a babysitter's house. I was around five, or six, or seven.
Among the other things that happened that weekend, the teenaged sons of the household teased me into staying up to watch the Late, Late movie (or TV show; I don't know which it was) and it was a vampire movie which I still remember vividly, except, of course, for the title. It caused me to sleep with the covers pulled over my head for the next several weeks, I do remember that.
Here are the details:
The movie (or TV show's) setting was contemporary US urban -- some city. The vampire was fairly guilty that he was a vampire, which is the impression I had because there was a memorable scene where he was on the second floor of a hospital at night, trying to steal either glass bottles or those plastic hanging bags of blood/plasma -- blood, I guess -- to sate his appetite, instead of having to attack people. He was discovered and had to jump off the balcony of the hospital -- I don't remember whether he flew, or what, or kept the blood supply or what. He may have jumped through a window into the night -- totally unsure. At the end of the movie, the vampire was asleep in his coffin, which was located in some kind of suburban tract house with those old fashioned roller blinds that turn the sunshine a sort of dusty gold color, and a mob was coming for him. I think one mob leader puts a stake through his heart. That's all I remember, but it drives me nuts not to be able to identify the film. Or the TV episode.
Thinking about it years later (not when I was five) I imagined it as a sort of social commentary vampire story, what with the guilt and the attempt to do no harm and the mob death anyway.
Can anyone help?
Sometime around 1971, 1972, or at the latest, 1973, I had chicken pox and therefore was cruelly abandoned by my parents when they had to travel somewhere. I was left at a babysitter's house. I was around five, or six, or seven.
Among the other things that happened that weekend, the teenaged sons of the household teased me into staying up to watch the Late, Late movie (or TV show; I don't know which it was) and it was a vampire movie which I still remember vividly, except, of course, for the title. It caused me to sleep with the covers pulled over my head for the next several weeks, I do remember that.
Here are the details:
The movie (or TV show's) setting was contemporary US urban -- some city. The vampire was fairly guilty that he was a vampire, which is the impression I had because there was a memorable scene where he was on the second floor of a hospital at night, trying to steal either glass bottles or those plastic hanging bags of blood/plasma -- blood, I guess -- to sate his appetite, instead of having to attack people. He was discovered and had to jump off the balcony of the hospital -- I don't remember whether he flew, or what, or kept the blood supply or what. He may have jumped through a window into the night -- totally unsure. At the end of the movie, the vampire was asleep in his coffin, which was located in some kind of suburban tract house with those old fashioned roller blinds that turn the sunshine a sort of dusty gold color, and a mob was coming for him. I think one mob leader puts a stake through his heart. That's all I remember, but it drives me nuts not to be able to identify the film. Or the TV episode.
Thinking about it years later (not when I was five) I imagined it as a sort of social commentary vampire story, what with the guilt and the attempt to do no harm and the mob death anyway.
Can anyone help?