Sure, everybody remembers the sax guy from the The Lost Boys, but the cinéma vérité shots of all the random Californian weirdos in the 1980s that play out over the opening credits has some kind of poetry about them. Look at these gorgeous freaks, most of whom probably aren't vampires.
For an ex-hairdresser, Joel Schumacher sure could shoot the shit out of the human face.
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