This new miniseries is extremely 'hard to absorb' 👹😉 if you've seen Coppola's interpretation of Stoker's novel.
Gary Oldman will always be immortalizdd as the one true Dracula, I am certain of this. BBC's Dracula is not in any way even half as remotely terrifying as Oldman's Dracula. Where Oldman is slow, methodical, calculating and hauntingly emphatic with his Romanian diction, the BBC's Dracula is a quick talking, high-pitched helium Huffer who sounds like he's trying to squeeze a fart through his mouth whenever he speaks. It's an almost comical portrayal of what is normally one of the most creepy stories ever told.
There's no slow tracking shots of the castle exterior and no soul-wrenching string symphonies in the musical score that build the near-palpable Gothic dread so prevalent in the Copolla film. For lack of better phrasingz the entire production just feels flat and largely uninspired compared to the 28 year old movie. Even the makeup is abysmal in comparison--Dracula looks like a crackhead who spends his day diving into buckets of old paint and bathing in them, whereas Oldman's Dracula looked so old that he looked like a walking rotted revenant that encapsulated the facade of decrepitude and death with a ghoulishly fiendish detail.
When all is said in donez you really won't be missing anything by skipping over the BBC offering. And that's a flippin' shame because this was probably my most anticipated new Netflix show of the new year. I was extremely let down in every regard.
5/10. Watch Copolla's movie in the new 4K/Atmos remastering with a beefy Soundsystem instead. It's a far more memorable and indelible experience you won't soon forget, unlike this poor paltry pablum passing itself off as Dracula.
Gary Oldman will always be immortalizdd as the one true Dracula, I am certain of this. BBC's Dracula is not in any way even half as remotely terrifying as Oldman's Dracula. Where Oldman is slow, methodical, calculating and hauntingly emphatic with his Romanian diction, the BBC's Dracula is a quick talking, high-pitched helium Huffer who sounds like he's trying to squeeze a fart through his mouth whenever he speaks. It's an almost comical portrayal of what is normally one of the most creepy stories ever told.
There's no slow tracking shots of the castle exterior and no soul-wrenching string symphonies in the musical score that build the near-palpable Gothic dread so prevalent in the Copolla film. For lack of better phrasingz the entire production just feels flat and largely uninspired compared to the 28 year old movie. Even the makeup is abysmal in comparison--Dracula looks like a crackhead who spends his day diving into buckets of old paint and bathing in them, whereas Oldman's Dracula looked so old that he looked like a walking rotted revenant that encapsulated the facade of decrepitude and death with a ghoulishly fiendish detail.
When all is said in donez you really won't be missing anything by skipping over the BBC offering. And that's a flippin' shame because this was probably my most anticipated new Netflix show of the new year. I was extremely let down in every regard.
5/10. Watch Copolla's movie in the new 4K/Atmos remastering with a beefy Soundsystem instead. It's a far more memorable and indelible experience you won't soon forget, unlike this poor paltry pablum passing itself off as Dracula.