I guess the best way to start this is to explain the basic phenomenon of brutal archetypes. We have ninjas, pirates and vikings. These three, will forever be debated amongst teenagers on message boards and in video games. Let's look at the end of the 90s, where we had a good couple doses of ninja fever, from film to music to video games. Ninja died off and Pirates of the Caribbean emerged. And for a long period of time (until every last dollar could be squeezed out of their boots) it was all about the pirate. Now, vikings, well nobody likes the vikings, honestly I don't know who put them in the top three hierarchy, but I think it was to keep people from going ninja or pirate alone, but we saw a glimmer of viking, with a movie that bombed, followed by two more that bombed, but at least one of them gave us digital nudity right? Well, they got stomped out, and zombies came into the picture, kids were having Zombie Proms, zombie parties, watching zombie movies and everything else, until the zombie trend became what we now call "torture porn" and got lost in the mess of other slasher films, which led little to be banked off of.
So, it's only natural that we suck (literally) the life out of another stereotype character. The vampire. Vampire Weekend is winning over the Indie music scene (not to mention getting the word vampire in your head) and some of the fanbase refers to itself as "bloodsuckers". You also have to look at the facebook vampire applications, name generators and widgets. But what gives me more confidence on this than anything, is that there are three vampire films slated for this year, the most notable is the sequel to The Lost Boys, which is going by the title The Lost Boys: The Tribe (check out what I have to say about it in Time Travel). With MTV backing it, the original cast making appearances and the original score (somewhat) returning, you have to wonder how long it's going to be before vampire becomes huge(even if the film bombs). And since we've got tired of ninjas, passed over Vikings, puked to enough zombie movies to make our own brains come out, and been Disneyfied to death with pirates, there's not much left to pull from. So get out some fake teeth, stay out of the sun, and play the only song everyone knows by Sisters of Mercy (Cry Little Sister, in case you don't know it) and pretend you're Corey Feldman, only for a little while though.
