BRAM STOKER’S SUMMER SUBLET

It’s a hot and steamy summer in New York. You could fry an egg on the sidewalk and melt your brains on the subway platform. There’s a crime wave involving blood banks, a philosophical parrot and all too many super-friendly dog-people in Tompkins Square Park. Willie is hanging on to what’s left of her equilibrium until she comes to the conclusion that the man living next door is a vampire.

Written in journal entries, emails, post-it notes and voice mail messages — the contemporary versions of the dairies and letters that told the original Dracula story — ‘Bram Stoker’s Summer Sublet’ is a visit to the comic corner of the dark side.