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Nosferatu review: The oddly erotic, box office hit drenched in bloody dread. BRIAN VINER rates the nightmarish new Dracula flick
When a new year in the cinema begins with a film as steeped in horror as Nosferatu, as saturated in dread, it feels worryingly like a harbinger of things to come. But maybe that's just me.
When Herr Knock tells Thomas Hutter (Nicholas Hoult, above) that he needs him to travel to a distant land carrying details of a Wisborg property, the instructions are more ominous for us than for him. In his spooky Transylvanian castle, Orlok, otherwise known as the demonic vampire, Nosferatu, has developed some sort of psychic connection with Ellen that stretches back all the way to her adolescence. Depp in particular is superb, while Dafoe, in his third Eggers film, puts in his standard scene-stealing shift, even raising a laugh when the professor muses that 'I have seen things in this world that would have made Isaac Newton crawl back into his mother's womb.'
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