A little book looking at the vampire in (pop) culture and our obsession with it. From Dracula to Count Chocula, as the subtitles says. Fun right? And it is for the most part. A very lighthearted and humorous tone, this doesn't go deep but is filled with cute little facts that Nuzum digs up, like that there is actually a Transylvania County in Georgia that is also home to rare white squirrels or that George Bush can be traced through ancestry.com to be related to Vlad Tepes. These little tidbits throughout the book, often included as footnotes, were my favorite part. My husband and me talked a lot about this book and these fun facts while reading and it was a blast to do so during spooky month.
Nuzum travels to Romania to follow Vlad, the Impaler's, story, he goes to London and Whitby to dive deeper into Bram Stoker's life and his influential novel "Dracula", he meets with real life "Vampires" and even tries to become one himself. All with an easy tone, often only surface scratching but for what this book is trying to be that is likely enough. Don't expect a deep analysis of the phenomenon vampire, this is more the assembly of some light info mixed with personal experiences by the author during his research journey. I can get behind that kind of easy reading.
What bothered me though was Nuzum's obvious lack of passion for the subject matter and sadly often little respect for the people who are indeed enthusiastic about vampires in one form or another. For example, he embarks on the project to watch every vampire movie which is ambitious and I don't blame him for giving up at some point. What I found puzzling was his lack of enjoyment of ANY of them. At some point he admits of only having given a single movie 3* (out of 5*), everything else is below that, and yes, the genre has stinkers and peculiar entries but he can't find a single one to love? Even when he admits that something is well done and entertaining, as when he talks about watching "Buffy", he says he got into it and enjoyed the witty writing and plot but failed to see anything deeper in it while simultaneously acknowledging the contributions to feminism in Horrorfilm, underlying coming-of-age metaphors and philosophical themes that even universities teach about. But no, he didn't get that, it's still not good, he doesn't understand why people are into, he still had to tear it down to agree. When he sits down with co-workers who claim to be fans of the show no one can say anything profound, similarly when he goes to "Dark Shadow" conventions he fails to see the connection people make with the show until someone else points it out to him. Instead he shares stories of people he interviews who can't say anything else to him but "they simply like the show". And you know what, Eric, maybe that's on you? You are the common failed denominator in these interactions. I can give very passionate monologues and discuss themes of my favorite movies and Buffy 'til your ears bleed but if someone comes with a lackluster attitude and thinly veiled mocking of my passion for something, I will likely not open up but say something short along the lines of "well, I like it". This stuff can be personal and why would someone share why they as an outcast to society decided to identify as a vampire to someone like you who doesn't even pretend to take it seriously?
So, yeah, his lack of interest in the subject, his failed enthusiasm started to annoy me the more I read. I am all for keeping things light, I am all for some good humor and making fun of yourselves and not taking things too seriously. But balance is the word, buddy. People who read this book are likely somewhat into vampires, the movies, the culture, or both, and realizing the author of this book is really not can be disheartening. Even when he was traveling he seemed to be a bit annoyed that he had to go. Again, no problems with some jokes but come on, you are traveling through Romania to Vlad's castle, a little bit excitement would be nice. Balance! He seemed to enjoy his time in England though there is that.
Which leaves me with a very middle-ish impression and middle-ish level of enjoyment. Liked the assembly of facts, more and more did not like how the author presented his journey (which is actually surprising since I loved his voice in the more personal but still slightly paranormal memoir "Giving Up the Ghost" that I read a few years ago). So I guess it's a trade off. This was a good moment for me to read this, on the back of reading "Dracula" and watching a live orchestra performance for "Nosferatu": I am in my vampire phase right now and I haven't been since my go to costume was a vampire for a few years during primary school. But maybe that's also why I judge Nuzum a little harsher....