Robert Eggers has done it again—or at least, he’s done something again. Ever since The Witch, I’ve been a devoted Eggers fan, eager to experience his eerie, slow-burning nightmares on the biggest screen possible. The man knows how to frame a shot, how to wield black-and-white cinematography like a sorcerer, and how to make history feel disturbingly alive. So when it came to his reimagining of Nosferatu, I trusted his vision completely.
And for the most part, that trust was…