They say blame the parents. They say blame the teachers. They say blame the grandparents or family member. They even say blame the children. So, you have the parents blaming the teachers. The teachers blaming the parents. The parents blame there parents who blame there children, who grow up to blame there parents that blame the teacher who blames themselves, while the parents blame themselves leading the children to blame themselves and the grandparents and whole family blame themselves. While all this guilt and shame is being passed around like gravy, it's thee 'other guy' who's cashing in on all the bloodshed. It could be random people, mentors, psychology majors/ professors, or even vampires looking to swoop in and fill that whole.
Most people get the psychoanalyst, some get mentors, a few get that random asshole. But Charlie Brewster got a vampire. When the father isn't around, most sons try to fill those shoes in the family, but not Charlie, he sticks to the role of the son, in fact he's discipline to the role of the son and never diverts towards the protective father like presence with his mother. He goes to high school, lives a typical high schoolers' life, girlfriend, annoying friend. And a distant father figure, Peter Vincent, the Great Vampire Killer!, who he watches every night. Things are going great. Than one night, while car screeching noise comes from next door, pulling Charlie away from his season of fun and into a non stop nightmare of frights and terror and deception. Jerry, the neighborhood vampire, is the one to swoop in and steal the role of the father in Charlie's home. Charlie sees him at his true form and surprise, surprise no one believes him, but maybe Peter Vincent would believe him.
Well, turns out Peter Vincent is not who, obviously, he plays to be while obviously still pretending someone who he never really was. He's a cowardly, cheap, Z list actor who's getting canned because this is the 80's, the age of Dracula is over and the slasher has taken over. And he also doesn't believe Charlie until his pain and suffering from the taunts and tease of Jerry, starts projecting towards his friends and they have no choice but to cheaply bribe the reluctant hero Peter Vincent into action, bringing Charlie back up for air from this smothering. He doesn't care that he's a cowardly, cheap two bit actor, all he wants is for Peter to me near, so that he can see through the actors timidness and picture better that Great Vampire Killer. At the end, they kill the vampire, save the neighborhood, Charlie gains a father figure who entered first as wonderful friend.
