Hello, my loves – it’s your friendly neighbourhood, night owl Reede Fox, reporting from the nostalgia vault. Long before HD cams and the Babestation Blog got all snazzy, I popped up in a moody little UK vampire film called Night Junkies (2007). I’m credited as “Sultry” (typecasting? never!), and yes, there were fangs, alleyways, and more fake blood than payday on a horror set.
So… what was Night Junkies?
Think late-night London, neon reflections in puddles, and two beautiful disasters trying to quit their taste for Type O. The leads – Giles Alderson as Vincent and Katia Winter as Ruby – are star-crossed, slightly blood-splattered lovers dodging cravings, bad bosses and worse decisions. Imagine vampire chic on a kebab-shop budget and you’re halfway there. Check out the Rotten Tomatoes rating. If you’re curious, here’s the Letterboxd entry fans still natter about. (No spoilers, promise.) Letterboxd
My little corner of the chaos
I wasn’t there to deliver Shakespeare – I was there to deliver vibe. You know when a scene needs someone to glide in, smirk like she knows the ending, then glide out? That. I spent a lot of time perched in doorways, working the camera with a look that says: “I’ve seen things… and I might see a few more after last orders.”
Other familiar faces
A couple of our late-night telly sirens swung by for small bits and background work – if you know, you know. I’ll spare blushes (and lawyers), but let’s just say the Babestation universe has always had range. If you’re new here, start with our Guides & Features or go straight to the schedule to meet the modern roster.
Wardrobe, wigs & “why do my eyes burn?”
- Wardrobe: Think PVC meets thrift-shop noir. I brought half my own wardrobe – costume and production were thrilled.
- Make-up: Smoky eyes thick enough to stop a stake. Powder, powder and more powder.
- Contacts: I tried those spooky lenses once. Immediate tears. Director: “Reede, love, maybe we skip the lenses.” Me: “I thought you’d never ask.”
The glamour of indie horror
We did a lot of night shooting in East London – cold pavements, hot lights and a crew running on tea strong enough to resuscitate Dracula. Between setups we’d huddle in doorways, swapping glittery coat-scarves and tips for keeping toes attached. Pro tip: two pairs of tights under fishnets is not a crime.
Giles & Katia, aka the bloody heart of it
Leading a micro-budget vampire romance is no picnic, and these two carried it with charm and cheekbones you could cut film stock on. Scenes would pivot from tender to terrifying in minutes – one second you’re a doomed romantic, the next you’re wiping “O-positive” off your shoes. That tone-street-poetic, a bit feral – is what gives the film its cult aftertaste.
Favourite set memory
There’s a café scene where everyone has to look like they’ve been up all night (method acting, darling). The AD whispers, “Background go lethargic.” I ask, “How lethargic are we talking?” He says, “Post-3am-nightbus lethargic.” Reader, I delivered. Somewhere there’s footage of me perfecting the 1,000-yard stare into a mug of tea like it just confessed to daylight robbery.
What I learned (that still helps on Babestation)
- Lighting is everything. A good backlight turns a mortal into a myth. See also: our studio lighting tweaks that make 3am glow like golden hour.
- Less is more. A glance can tell a story. Handy for live TV when you’ve got five seconds and a million viewers.
- Community matters. Indie sets feel like family- exactly the vibe we try to keep with fans. If you see fakes trading “leaks,” do the right thing and report piracy.
Final bite
Would I do it again? In a heartbeat! Indie horror gave me a taste for late nights, big characters and bigger liner flicks. If you stumbled here from a vampire search, welcome. If you’re one of our ride-or-die Babestation regulars, you already knew I had a past life as a pouty creature of the night. Either way, stick around. I’ve got more stories from the vault – and yes, some feature outfits that should be illegal in three countries.
Kisses (no bite marks), Reede XOXO
