The Lost Boys

This 80’s vampire movie was a part of a strange ritual I had with an uncle every time I visited my family when I was a little. Five years old was my age and, this particular ritual of mine consisted of two seats in front of a big tv screen (’80s big) grabbing a liter of milk and watching horror movies in the company of an adult (my teenage uncle).

It, Child’s play and stuff like that but it was The Lost Boys the movie that I fell for, sort of in a nerdy/cool way. I believe it was the combination of styles and characters what captured my eyes, badass leather wearing jacket Michael or nerdy not so nerdy looking frog brothers; the brotherhood between David and his gang and, the paradise of the life in Santa Carla.

Another thing I loved and got inside my head deeply was the music. Getting introduced to The Doors’ people are strange song as Michael, Sam and their mother arrive at that funky looking town combined with that same location at night with Gerard McMann’s Cry Little Sister turning the funky looking town around and giving it a somewhat of punk, gothic and sexy nightlife feeling.

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If that wasn’t enough, we also have that sax man that to me represented almost entirely what the ’80s were, that character may seem just there to fill in the scene, but do try to think about that moment without Timmy Capello (the sax man) or his iconic beat and dance moves, impossible.

Did I mention David’s gang? – Those guys were mental, going around with their cool vibes, eating surfers, tricking people into eating worms and drinking blood in their awesome man cave, bike racing through the beach to end up hanging below a speeding train, mental.

Let us not forget the nerd comics store owners/vampire hunters, the Frogg brothers and the sweet mommy’s boy Sam, who completes the group with some very good punch lines, but then this trio is taken to another level by one of the most awesome four-legged characters in an ’80s movie, Nanook. What about the cool grandpa? – window cleaning aftershave, dating Mrs. Johnson, beautiful ride, kills the head of vampires and tops it off with his ‘…all those damn vampires’ line, epic.

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We absolutely must thank the great Joel Schumacher for this iconic ’80s creation and, even though Batman & Robin sucked big time, we must not concentrate on one mistake (even though it was on a big-ass franchise) when we have St. Elmo’s Fire, Flatliners, some INXS videos and The Lost Boys.

A vampire movie as well achieved as this iconic creation is one that you must watch and appreciate in complete detail for as it marked my introduction to the ’80s culture growing up, I’m sure you will feel overwhelmed by its whole world if you grew up in the ’80s.


Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It’s not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

These words belong to Marianne Deborah Williamson, and they are amazing. I heard them while watching a movie called Coach Carter (2005), actually a variant from the original words. Coach Carter is played by the fantastic Nick Fury (I know that’s not his real name) a wise basketball coach without the eye patch who wants to make a difference with a group of kids in high school, yet another enjoyable movie with Samuel L. Jackson, and I believe it is also a true story (?).

Anyhow, these words I believe are about how we auto sabotage ourselves in every aspect of life. Family, friends, co-workers and everyday situations; everything so that we can fit in a mold when we are our own shape and size.

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