There are moments I loved (the stretched silhouette of Nosferatu’s hand out over Wisborg is such a fabulous shot); there are moments I squirmed and recoiled too (I hate rats and there are gruesome deaths); but at the end, despite all the nice shots, sets, acting and drama, I was left thinking: “What am I meant to take from this?”
It feels like Eggers put all this effort in to just give his own interpretation of Nosferatu, but it’s an entirely…