The weakest effort of Eggers' career so far, Nosferatu broods with atmospheric depth, period-accurate grime, and a palpable sense of dread that almost begs to be cut through. Yet, much like its previous iterations, it remains unremarkably fine—neither exceptional nor lacking for me.
For better or worse, this is Eggers' most commercially inclined and maybe safest film yet. His trademark atmosphere and meticulous period detail are all there, but the boldness and risk-taking that defined his earlier A24 projects are…