Blood and Chocolate

One of the joys of having all the movie channels is the oppor-
tunity to not only see movies you have never seen but to see
movies you have never heard of.

I was not familiar with the film BLOOD AND CHOCOLATE which took

in a whopping six million dollars at the box office. Apparently it is
based on the eponymous young-adult novel of the same name by

Annette Curtis Klause.

As I understand it, Vivian is a member of a supernatural race called
loup-garoux, werewolves, who hide their identity in the general

human populace. After her family is killed by hunters in America,

she moves back to Bucharest, where she meets a man named Aiden

who makes her question the traditions of her heritage and the value

of blood ties.

Because I was simultaneously engaged in several telephone
conversations, I watched the movie with the sound off. Wow. It was
like watching one of those V-inspired dream tableaus essayed on

HBO's True Blood.  Lots of young, lithe, pretty white people

floating through the air before morphing into vicious wolves before

waking up later, bloody and naked. Sort of like a lycanthropic wet

dream or a really special episode of Gossip Girl.