In 1988, Danny Rubin headed to the Writer’s Guild Theater in Beverly Hills on his own, a copy of one of Anne Rice’s The Vampire Chronicles books in his pocket.
The writer had just arrived in Los Angeles from Chicago. His agent was pressing him for a new script, and an old idea about a man trapped in a time loop was in the back of his mind as the lights went down.
“I liked that vampires were just like people, only some of the rules were different,” Rubin says now. “And one of the rules was you could live forever.