Fangirlish - The Vampire Lestat Season 7 Review: âThe Failuresâ (SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 7)
The Vampire Lestat Episode 7 âThe Failuresâ is one of the boldest, most well-executed, most ambitious episodes of television in recent memory. Itâs the near-perfect end to a season thatâs delivered hit after stylish hit, with Sam Reid leading the way as Anne Riceâs titular Brat Prince in a fashion that, lest I go without saying this as many times as possible before the bitter end, makes it impossible not to wonder if Reid is, in fact, Lestat de Lioncourt. Heâs been blowing us away since day one, first on Interview with the Vampire and now in these seven straight episodes of Lestat telling his story in the most creative, sometimes purposely dishonest, fashion imaginable.
This finale elevates everything there is to say about Reidâif thatâs actually his real nameâto a whole new level, as Lestatâs very soul faces a tribunal of figures from his past and must answer for his perceived failures. Lestat isnât alone in his near-death, true death, experience. While his headâs in Danielâs bowling bag and his bodyâs laid out on a slab at a closed butcher shop, that same butcher shop houses Louis de Pointe du LacâŠin pieces. If Lestatâs emotional journey is a terrifying, heartbreaking, otherworldly sort of affair (and it is), what Louis faces is all of those things but in a much moreâŠimmediate sort of way.
He may not have to face everyone from mother to Makerâand everything in betweenâas Lestat does, but he is at the mercy of Armand at his most evil. And unlike Lestat, whoâs in that odd in-between realm, Louis is close enough to his actual body to feel every physical bit of torment on top of the mental torture Armand puts him through. That, somehow, fits. In a sick, twisted way, it makes all the sense in the world that the most human of vampires would be trapped in a situation that only a vampire with very powerful blood could withstandâŠwith an all-too-human sense of mortality looming over his grotesquely severed head.
I wish I had the late Riceâs way with words because I feel like only someone with her talent could describe the performances from Assad Zaman, Jacob Anderson, and Lestat Reid in this season finale in any way, whatsoever, that does what they do here some shred of justice. Put their work together with a score that totally dazzles, particularly during the sequence where Lestat confronts his mother about her forcing him to watch the witches burn, even when it meant watching someone who played at his home die that horrible death. Mix in some absolutely stunning closeup shots, the blurry filter for a fading Louisâ visions of Armand here before heâs looming over him with a terrible clarity there, the effects of Louisâ severed head just beingâŠthere the whole time, flashbacks of Lestatâs greatest hits (failures), and so much more.
And what do you have? A masterpiece worthy of the Prince Lestat himself.
Armand is the villain in Louis and Lestatâs story, always has been in many ways. In fact, as far as AMCâs adaptation of The Vampire Chronicles goesâat least in both seasons of Interview with the Vampire and, now, in The Vampire Lestat Season 1âthe tradition is that he reveals himself in all his diabolical glory at the end of the season. âThe Failuresâ continues that tradition and takes it to a whole new level.
Armand delivers his âtrue and heartfelt Armendsâ in a way that, wellâŠitâs a good thing he goes with the clever play on words because these are not amends. Not in any way, shape, or form. Especially not when he brings up the Fred Steins as an extra âF youâ to Louis, punctuating his totally-remorseless accounting of events by pouring salt in the wound for the mere pleasure of it. Then, thereâs how he gloats about all the work he did to put Regina in Louisâ path, to torture him with the very notion of herâClaudia, the one Armandâs coven killed while he âtook an aesthetic pleasureâ in it all. Yes, he took credit for saving Louis when it was really Lestat. No, heâs not sorry. Because it bound Louis to him, a companion, someone he claimed to loveâŠbut did he?
Typically, this is the place where Iâd highlight some aspects of a performance, a line reading here, a change in expression or movement quality there. The problem with Assad Zamanâs performance in The Vampire Lestat Episode 7 is itâs actually impossible to do that. Trying to keep track of a single perfectly-delivered lineâall casual cruelty one minute, something particularly threatening or menacing the next, poetic and melodic in a way all alongâmeans jotting down every single word he says in the entire season finale. I have the same difficulty when it comes to the movement. Each time he tilts his head a certain way, or places his fist under his chin just-so, leans in or dances away to rest in Armandâs evil one moment while playing up that cruelty the next there is endless in how much it conveys.
He wastes nothing, maximizes everything, flawlessly performs in a way that appears effortless yet canât possibly be. Iâve found Zaman to be an actor who understands this characterâfrom Arun, to Amadeo, to Armand, and then someâsince before it was even confirmed that he was Armand and not âRashid.â And yet. Iâm still so incredibly blown away by what he does in this season finale. Iâve watched scenes over and over, sat with it for a while before trying to write a review, and stillâŠwhat can I even say other than wow? Itâs the detachment as Armand tells Nelson or Regina to ârest,â knowing that means theyâll cut themselves; itâs the intensity throughout, the brilliance of knowing when to play up the evil and when to let it justâŠbe.
But even though Armand is the villain in this story, The Vampire Lestat Episode 7 reminds us that he bears an enduring, unbearable amount of trauma as well. Before he became Armand, before he became this, he was just a boy. When a fading Louis, whoâs been put through the infinite level of grief surrounding Claudiaâs death all over again by watching Armand use his considerable power to control Regina, reminds Armand heâs âgot some reason to be dark-sided,â Zamanâs already-stunning performance gets even better. Nothing excuses what he does to Louis and Lestat (especially Louis) in this hour. But to watch his breathing change, to watch him melt, to reveal all that pain of his ownâŠitâs hard not to feel for him, just the same.
Zaman does such a fantastic job of showing Armandâs struggle to contain himself, to not reveal or show too much to Louis, there at the end of their time together. But if you watch how he worries his mouth behind his handâlike he wants to scream, or cry, or bite his nails but wonât give anyone the satisfactionâand you watch the way he does, eventually, break while almost smiling because he finally has talked about this, finally has received an apology from Louis for never discussing any of it (or his own profession, no less)âŠjustâŠitâs insane, how good Zaman is here. These are the two sides to most of Riceâs characters, the horrible angst andâyesâthat endless capacity for evil. Even when heâs over his psychotic break of sorts (for now?), even when he not-quite-gently heals Regina with his blood, that threat remains.
Absolute masterclass from Zaman. I donât know how else to put it.
In The Vampire Lestat Episode 7, Jacob Anderson has the very interesting job of playing multiple versions of Louis. Thereâs the one who joins in judging Lestat at the long table, adoring at times and almost smug when he mentions Lestatâs failures at others, sometimes even bordering on loathing. Then, thereâs the Louis toward the end of the hour, reunited with Lestat in the softest, most loving of moments as Louis strokes the Lestatâs neck and Lestat levels that intense gaze on him while stroking his back. And, of course, thereâs what we see for the majority of this season finaleâthe severed head.
Now, thereâs obviously all sorts of TV magic that absolutely must have gone intoâŠthe head. Still, all those horrible, choking, gasping sounds and that effort it takes to get out any words at all, with that raspy voiceâthatâs all Anderson. The same goes for every expression of dread, and terror, and grief, angst, andâyesâdetermination the character cycles through during his ordeal with Armand. One moment that really stands out is Louisâ reaction to seeing his own arms, desperately reaching for him, his neck just a bloody mess where his head should be. Something in the tiny movements of his mouth, the flare of his nostrils, and those eyes lays bare Louisâ realization of how completely powerless he is in this moment, how over it may all really be for him.
Still, Louis fights back in the only way he can. For the longest time, he doesnât give anything away to Armand. He doesnât cover up his sufferingâno strength to do thatâbut he looks at his captor with such hatred in places, refuses to say he forgives Armand for Paris. Heâs unwavering in his love for Lestat, above all. And though it flays him from the inside out to do it, a level of suffering Anderson portrays in increasing, deepening clarity throughout, he doesnât immediately give in to save Regina. Instead, he takes the punishment rather than do what his captor demands. He sits and watches her, hears her, as she suffers right along with him.
When Armand first welcomes their additional guest, that moaned ânoâ from Anderson is absolutely everything. And no, I canât comprehend Delainey Hayles sustaining that level of sobbing, screaming, fear from the first moment we see her until Regina runs away either. Thereâs something to be said for Louis finding some sort of strength to get his words out more clearly, more boldly, when he grits out that Regina âdidnât know.â And, despite everything, the amount of empathy he shows for the 12-year-old boy Armand used to be, the one Louis says was âsold intoâŠwhat you were sold intoâ is almost more painful to watch than all of his suffering on his own behalf up until that point.
Louis is not a perfect angel. He has run those types of businesses, and he has hurt those whom he loves. And yet, his capacity for evil is only bested by his capacity to feel far, far too much. At Lestatâs long table, we see both. The violent slam of his fist on the table, coupled with a look at screams âgrudgeâ is the one side. Somewhere in between, thereâs the simplicity of him calling Lestatâs destruction of the Children of Darkness âimpulsive, reckless.â He doesnât rub it in, just states facts in an open and honest sort of way that doesnât hold back either.
But at times, at timesâŠLouis is just in love. And proud of it. Louis holds a certain power over Lestat, and I think something in Andersonâs posture and presence during all of those long table scenes drives it home in a way that even Lestatâs reaction to him canât quite. Heâs as vital to this season finaleâs wild successâironic, considering the episodeâs title?âas Zaman and even Reid.
I may, like anyone else who sees a beloved series of books adapted for the screen, have creative choices I disagree with. But zero nitpicks Iâve had have totally ruined my experience. And I canât say enough about the wise choice to keep Louis as involved as he has been in The Vampire Lestat Season 1. Iâm justâŠso beyond grateful for the choice to give Louis an expanded role here. To do otherwise wouldâve been such a waste of Andersonâs talents, which Iâm always happy to see showcased, even in the crazy off-kilter way we get them in âThe Failures.â
And, honestly, if we look at all the subtle hints Lestat gives in Riceâs books, the dedication and love that we see on TV is always there, floating in the background. Much more subtle, yes. But itâs there. So, for Louis to call Lestat âlove of my lifeâ here is spot on, as is the obvious way Lestat makes him the center of his universe, the welcome distraction from the torture his two Makers put him through, both at the long table and almost immediately upon his reawakening.
Sam Reid is Lestat, is Sam Reid, is Lestat. Over and over again. Repeat it. Watch The Vampire Lestat Episode 7. Sit in awe of what he does, yet again, for the seventh straight episode, to deliver on every single layer, every aspect, every internal struggle and outward showing-off this character has to offer. And then, watch it all over again. Youâll find more to impress you each and every time. Only the actual vampire Lestat could bring such an inhuman level of talent to the tableâŠright? Right.
While heâs stuck in that strange place between afterlife and true death, Lestatâs insecurities dominate him. Thereâs a certain fear, a wariness to how he holds himself a she walks through those woods. Heâs troubled, freaked out, uncertain of where he is or why he is or what he is. And that, right thereâright at the very start!âis the true heart of all of these vampiresâ stories. They are outside of reality, outside of their own understanding, and constantly grappling with what any of it all means. What is their existence, and what is their nature? They donât know, and itâs an immortal source of angst.
When Lestat sits at the table where he spends most of this season finale, that nervous, wild way his eyes track back and forth says it all. Every single figure at this table terrifies him. He has failed them, just as they have failed him. And the overwhelming amount of trauma and pain he experiences as he looks at Magnus reminds us that, yes, Lestatâs storyârockstar era and allâis a horror.
The Vampire Lestat Episode 7 makes our hero muchâŠsmaller, more childlike, than heâd usually like us to see. As he sits at the head of that table, heâs mostly taking the condemnation of those central figures in his life, shrinking with each blow, hurt here, devastated there, and all the while realizing the end is coming for him. When he asks, in that oh-so-shaky voice, how he died, itâs immediately after his usual melodrama and mockery have failed him. Thereâs something in Reidâs delivery on âsoâŠIâm dead. This is death. My fatherâs f**king table in your sh**y tower?â that just doesnât have the same punch. Somewhere between life and death, stripped of all his characteristic arrogance, this is Lestat, the core of him, the center of it all.
He canât maintain the pride and swagger, even when at the head of a once-grand table, in a chair that could easily become a throne if he let it. He cackles, unhinged, as he tries to deny being in that place at all, then becomes even more unhinged when he finds out where his head is. But that deranged grin absolutely melts away when we cut away to that butcherâs shop with his body in it.
Later, as his fledglings and Makers bring up his abandonment of the Paris coven, he slips back in the persona of the Brat Prince, defending his act of abandonment by bringing up what Magnus did to him. Still, thereâs somethingâŠnot quite as grand as what weâre used to. The wide eyes to play up the clownery, that little shrug, even the way he almost bounces once at the very end to punctuate his scoffing comment on how âMagnus speaks in the third person when heâs on the back footâ are all Lestat the show-off, like always. And yet, imagine him saying this in any other situation, at any other point in the season. Reid smartly holds back.
That allows the performance to grow, for his righteous anger to flare when he reminds Magnus he ârefusedâ when that hideous thing told the Wolfkiller to âask for it.â And thereâs a certain brightness, a renewed fire in his eyes, and bitterness when he reminds Magnus of how little he showed or instructed him before (here Reid purely explodes) lighting himself on fire âDANCING AS HE BURNED!!â Every time weâve seen Lestat act out or throw a tantrum, Iâve talked about Reid making the layers of pain underneath clear. In The Vampire Lestat Episode 7, he reversesâangst first, artifice wrapped like the thinnest of blankets around it.
The angst is there again when, once Gabriella takes the place of Magnus as the master of ceremonies, her initial gentler approach immediately turns to drawing out her sonâs suffering. Itâs just like Magnus from there on out. This is Lestat, looking to his mommy for help, thinking heâll get it, and having her fail him. As always.
And, as everyone goes through negative reviews of his performancesâwith a blast from the past to helpâitâs clear he has no allies here. And his memories, of all the shameful times they slept together or all the horrors she forced him to witness as the witches burned, completely take over. When we explore the witchesâ place more fully, the sense of how truly horrified Lestat is by the thought, even in the way Reid breathes as Lestat pauses on the journey there, is stunning.
As he demands to know why his mom took him there, and all she offers is judgment for him disappointing her and failing to leave home before 30, Lestat finally cracks. Wide open. Raw. Howling, wailing in that long, awful, drawn out way. He cracks. Up until that point, Reidâs performance has been intense, the emotion overwhelming, throughout The Vampire Lestat Episode 7. This, here, now, is so much more.
Eventually, he stops the breakdown long enough to put on one. Last. Show. And even that, all the strutting across the table, standing on stage in the spotlight, working the crowd, stops and starts, with Lestat fighting against not only death itself but also all the self-loathing thatâs been uncovered at that table. Without seeing everything that comes before it, maybe this would just be another instance of the prancing, peacocking Lestat to some. But now, the truth is painfully obvious in a way Reidâs performance made it all alongâŠbut thatâs perceived by others now, as well.
His quiet moment with Louisâ brother is one of the most touching, brilliant little moments in the hour. Even with everything else that happens, that one stands out. Possibly because of what it says about Louis and Lestat, but mostly, I think, because itâs Lestat finding some kind of peace before he dies. Louis loved him. He realizes it, deep, deep down, here at the end of everything. And thatâs enough.
Luckily, itâs not the end, though.
When Lestat awakens back on his tour bus, Reid plays that confusion, and awe, and wariness from the beginning all over again. Except, this time, Lestat is stunned to be alive. Grateful. And when he rushes off to find Louis, then freezes after seeing the love of his many lives sitting thereâŠthatâs yet another great moment of physical performance from Reid. I also love the moment when he refuses to go on stage. The rage he levels on Gabriella is probably a favorite for purely âshe hurt my baby too many timesâ reasons. But it also says something that the showman has no more need to be in the spotlight in him right now.
And, there at the very end, we see a contemplative, reflective Lestat. Heâs finishing his recording of âThe Failures,â which weâve listened to all season. Just in time to, yes, circle back to the beginning. Because heâs yet to explain the events leading up toâŠall of that, outside. So, when do we get that part???
ââCould be nice,â says Louis. âCould be,â I say. And our hands touch. I am staring at Alex in his plastic Dracula mask, and then I think, âwhy is he here?ââ Reidâs gasp of a breath before, âand then the world pivots.â Oh, and the camera itself actually pivots and takes us on the ride with Lestatâs head! Amazing.
This whole opening voiceover is just in thisâŠvery uncomfortable voice instead of the usual melodic whisper. Then, Reid switches to almost awe, and confusion, on âand I see stars in the sky. Though, itâsâŠupside down? And my blood, a half-painted moon. And then, Iâm dreamingâŠâ Gorgeous.
The Brat Prince, so pretty in purple out in the sunlight.
ââŠlimits our view and cuts out the world so we gaze ahead towards GodâŠâ In which Lestat fills in for his baby self again.
I kinda chuckled at the âLestatâ getting an answer of âLestatâ from, well, each version of Lestat.
ââŠthe lightâs going out of your blue eyes, as if all the summer days are gone.â THANK YOU. FINALLY.
Armandâs two quick snaps before he tells Louis about the second lie. Amazing.
His hair is curling. Thank you for that.
âMany times, I told myself the lie did not matter because what we had built, a love that served as a bunker against time, was weightier and more consequential than the lie, but it wasnât true. The lie did matter. Because the corpse was there, calling forth the flies.â Ok but like. When Zaman rushes through the beginning of this, itâs like Armandâs still arguing and bargaining with himself. At one point, even, itâs like the acidity around the lie is aimed inward. But itâs so brief. I love it; I love everything about this. (Except, you know, Loustat being in such dire situations. But otherwise!)
Like, the closeup in Louisâ face, where heâs almost, sorta, kinda smirkingâŠbut also very much not???
âI told you I loved you, but DID I? Hm? Did I?â The nastiness on that first âDID I?!â
Every. Single. Word. Iâm not kidding. All of it is beautifully written, and the performance is beyond.
Andersonâs expression after Armand tells Louis about the Fred SteinsâŠlike his whole life (77 years, at least) has been a lie. As if heâs always known Armand was this, yet heâs only now really knowing it.
âAnd whereâs Claudia?â âShe said all she needs to say to you is what she said.â OH GOD. That sad, little look at her empty chair???
âDying, not yet dead.â
Every time they holler about âTHE SOULâ is just so delightfully weird.
âJudgment comes from God, Satan, the simulationâwe donât know. No one ever tells us. And yet, here we are on course number two hundred and five.â
The supporting characters are great in this. I laughed so hard when they all pretended to be asleep.
Something about that big AF blade and Armand together just makes sense.
Itâs those hands writing out âFâ YOUâ for me.
Zamanâs hands spreading out when Armand talks about âthe air between.â
Armand is absolutely relishing getting to show Louis the thing that used to be Lestat.
ââŠenjoyed ruining for the sake of ruining.â And then, he like, passes his hand over the body. Almost loving. Yet definitely not that. Art.
Not him making fun of Louisâ struggle to ask about the head. Ouch.
Watch every time we get the perspective of Armand looking down on Louis. What an imageâa statement. âYou are nothing to me. And so is he.â
At no point in my life will I ever take Daniel and this goofy AF red face seriously.
âI think you know youâve wronged me. And I think you know the specific ways in which youâve done it.â Brilliant on the determination, and hate, and thirst for the win.
âF**k you.â Armand wrinkling his forehead and moving his eyebrows some kind of way, as if to say, âb**ch, pleaseâ with a side helping of âthe audacity.â
âYes, you seem to be caught in that sentiment. Regrettably, your Makerâs body has not induced you to own it. So. One. Additional motivation.â
Delainey Hayles, folks. That sustained level of emotion. Every single time. WOW.
Absolutely died over the stunned, quiet gratitude on the rare occasion Gabriella stepped in and defended Lestat.
âI did what my maker showed me, throw money at the problem and run away.â
âShowed me a co-ffinnnnnnnn, some mo-neyyyyy, told me to scatter his ashes, AND THEN HE LIT HIMSELF ON FIRE!! DANCING AS HE BURNED!!!â The Vampire Lestat Episode 7 finally reveals the horror in a way that Lestatâs little musical version of events didnât earlier in the season. And yet, thereâs still something almost musical about how Reid reads these lines.
âYou want Mommy in the chair?â Reid is every bit the broken little boy, begging for his mommy, when Lestat asks for Gabriella. And Magnus justâŠmocks him. Evil fâer.
I hate that they put her back in period dress with that long braid. (And I wish sheâd had her pants all season, honestly.)
The particular way Hayles holds those hands out in front of her is so good. Regina knows nothingâs going to protect her, yet she canât help it as she cowers and sobs there.
âThe merciful universe acknowledging your need to grieve and her need for savingâŠor. Or was she conceived the instant you hurled me into the supporting wall of our Dubai penthouse.â Zamanâs timing and the specific way he tilts his head back in the other direction, changing his expression to something darker as he goes, on the âor.â JustâŠonce again, all I can say is WOW.
My dudeâs entertained AF by his own evil, huh.
Every thoughtful pause, every change in pace, every glanceâŠgenius.
I am, once again, like F Daniel and his goofy AF tan.
âGotta say that sh** a mile up in the air for it to stick.â DIABOLICAL.
Anyone else sit through this season finale like âok but WHERE IS AKASHAâ or.
The twist of Lestatâs mouth after Molloyâs âblow me.â
Lestat, too taken aback and freaked TF out to form words after that big AF head came through the ceiling.
Real talk: I could do without the âshe give you the Autism Giftâ and âheâs on the vampire spectrum.â
âI listened in on your seance last night. I think Claudia would approve of thisâŠscientific risk.â Ok, the fiend has a point here.
âHe was my Claudia. But I wasted a near centuryâŠand that is not nothing. That deserves amends.â Just the way he tosses that blade to punctuate his wasted centuryâŠwow.
Louisâ in a special kind of torn agony that, somehow, is even worse than having his head and his body quite literally torn apart.
âThank you, Mother.â âLover.â That self-conscious glance down and back up, gratitude now replaced with something much more uncomfortable.
ââŠa cross between a self-absorbed Robert Plant impersonator and an 80s hot dog embalmed with hair gel. Only the drummer escapes alive. Stereogum.â
Again, the casual arrogance is off when that sh**y tenor shows up. Heâs trying so hard to play unbothered. And canât.
Jennifer Ehle is her best version of Gabrielleâer, Gabriellaâat this long table, and I donât know how I feel about that.
So much awful, awful, angst on âwhy did you take me there.â
ââŠshe used to play in our home, Mother.â
That sound he makes. HOW. Seriously. HOW.
AND WITH ALL THE CHAOS AROUND HIM IT DOESNâT END???
Justin Kirk is having one heck of a TV year, between this and Criminal Minds: Evolution. Also, I know their reasons are self-serving and not exactly like âyay, Lestatâ or anything, but um. THANK YOU, TALAMASCA.
âHeâs a watcherâŠâ Ok but this ainât Buffy.
Diabolical, demented, insistent gremlin.
âHe pi**ed me off.â Loser.
I love the pacing, too. The closer we get to the end of The Vampire Lestat Episode 7, the more weâre just hectically going back and forth, back and forth between Louis, and Lestat, and Lestatâs memories, andâŠ
âNo biological rationale for head here and body there. Thatâs the soul fighting, Daniel.â
ââŠand youâve got some reason to be dark-sided, Armand.â Obsessed with how Zaman stops himself short on âand youââŠâ before Armand goes through his own struggle, even has to change positions a little bit and take that steeling breath before repeating Louisâ âyou have some reason to be dark-sided, Armand.â
He freezes when Louis talks about the houses.
âI didnât want to think on my own sins. Orrrrrr picture you at 12. At 12.â The sobbing quality of Andersonâs voice!
ââŠyou need a love thatâll cradle you. You should have that, and I was never that for you. And Iâm sorry.â
Louis was never that for Armand because he couldnât be, because Lestat was the love of his life.
ââŠmy coldness, my denial, drove you to thisâŠI saw good inâŠyouâŠfor a while.â And heâs doing that thing when youâre about to cry but donât want to. So, you likeâŠgrimace, almost, and your eyes give you away.
That sigh from Zaman. Armand is relieved, relaxed, done. (For now?)
OH THAT âAâ CARVED IN LOUISâ CHEST. EVIL.
Lestat out here, giving a whole new meaning to âdying inside.â
Reid just swaying, totally out of control. Stunning.
Great moment from Ehle (and terrible from Mommy Dearest) as she mocks Lestat on âplaying a plank for a pianoâŠâ Those eyes are about to bug out her head, just milking the moment. Like mother, like son, basically.
When Lestat goes from that sound to the demented chuckling? Another wow moment.
And one. Last. Chance for that swanning and peacocking, the sarcastic slow clap for his audienceâs performance of his failuresâŠ
Iâve missed this Brat Prince for the whole hour!
âWhat a life itâs been.â So reflective and dreamy.
And what a season it has been!
The hair toss, the deep cut of that top, the swaggerâŠ
âI took your blood; I did my vampire duty! I brought death, spread fear, fostered superstition and paranoia!â
Itâs the way he makes that sharp gesture and turns after Gabriella calls him âfailure!â and goes âI donât agree!â for me. I adore the sheer indignation.
âI think in the endâin the ennnd!âI think I was pretty fâkinâ great!â You were, Prince. So very much so. (The breaking down in tears and laughter on thisâŠwow.)
Lestat, raging against the dying ofâŠhimself, wanting to go out his way. In style.
The panting exhaustion, grasping for more of a mark to leave behind before itâs too lateâŠ
And then, the physicality takes over again. Watch him stagger and stumble, then look up in pure awe and longing at the heaven he doesnât believe he deserves.
Thereâs a moment where all we see is the dark shadow of him with all the lights in the back, and it is gorgeous.
Him mouthing âwhereâs Louisâ gutted me.
âYou go on stageâyou get torn apart! YOU do it because I am not going on stage, I am not f**king singing, YOU FâING MONSTER!!!â Perfect counterpoint to Lestat having a meltdown trying to rationalize their relationship to Louis.
âWhat did I say at the start of thisâŠas toâŠthe queen? As toâŠdestruction unleashed? Something aboutâŠregretful dead, and thenâŠ.traumatizedâŠaliveâŠthat I had made a contribution. Let me take that back. The fault was mine. All of it.â
What an image there at the end.
When do we get the renewal press release????
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