Byzantium (Neil Jordan,
2012). Washed-out end-of-the-line Hastings not Constantinople and a bawdy melodrama with
fangs – no, not fangs but sharpened nails. War declared on a vampire brotherhood’s
misogynistic code. Not Twilight’s romantic complication but daughter (thoughtful) vs
mother (errant) stuck at the same point in the same relationship for 200 years.