I can’t explain how much of an imprint Vampira has had in my life. When I grew up, my mom had posters of her, and modeled her own look after her, so she has always had a dear place in my heart. There’s more pictures of her in our house than some of our family members! So it makes me glad that her niece Sandra wrote this book. I want to say to her, thank you, I think Maila would be proud of you for writing this book.
After watching Vampira and Me, I wanted to read a book on her life. I saw this book on Amazon, and knew I had to have it. I set aside my others books, waiting 4 days for it’s delivery, anxious to read it. I poured through this book in several days, as I had a desire to learn the life story of Maila Nurmi, and this book went through it.
I feel sad for Maila; sad because she went through a lot of heartbreak, exploitation, and lived in poverty. Losing her friend James Dean, being exploited by Hollywood, being used by men like Orson Welles, going through pernicious anemia, and living in poverty.
What really angers and bothers me is how Cassandra Peterson, Elvria, and a bunch of guys in suits made millions from her intellectual property. Cassandra Peterson lives in luxury, while Vampira didn’t have a bed to sleep on and barely a dime to her name.
There were positive moments in her life: her friendship with James Dean and their tombstone haunts with Jack Simmons, her brief time as Vampira on Television and in Plan 9 directed by Ed Wood, when she had a deserved moment of fame; then later in life, when Elvira was stealing from her and she was contemplating ending her life, she was taken in by the Punk Rockers and Goths. Shoutout to the Misfits, The Screamers, The Damned, Patricia Morrison, and especially Satans Cheerleaders, whom she made a punk album with.
To Maila, I’d say, thank you; so many of us love you. I wish I could give you a hug and apologize for all the hell you went through. You’ll always be remembered and loved. Fly high, original Glamour Ghoul