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Nosferatu Is Absolutely Disgusting. Thank God.
The default vampire has, for decades, been various flavors of dangerously sexy. Robert Eggers’s is just plain gross.
Nosferatu has a flowery “Transylvanian” accent recognizable from many film adaptations of Dracula, starting with the 1931 Tod Browning hit that made a horror star of Hungarian immigrant Bela Lugosi, and Eggers’s theatrical sound mix makes the deep, rumbling words he speaks seem to issue from inside the viewer’s mind. “It is not far-fetched to claim that Count Dracula offers himself as a privileged focus for any inquires into the possibilities of liberation within Western civilization,” writers Silverman-Ascher, noting that, over time, “the vampire shifted from a cruel Jewish caricature to just another white guy with a complicated political history. It’s simultaneously a eerily ancient and timelessly relatably interpretation, thick with Jungian and Freudian allusions, yet maintaining the kind of plausible deniability that allows viewers to believe that the characters would never describe their experiences that way — and that we are seeing people and situations from an earlier century, without the superimposition of modern consciousness and the condescension that often accompanies it.
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