The Nosferatu strand of the Dracula family tree is interesting because, despite being founded on an unlicensed knockoff of Stoker's novel, it somehow feels more authentic. Closer to the source of the vampire myth, geographically, than Whitby and London. Set earlier, conferring primary source qualities. And turning itself into a Grimm fairy tale or misty myth, rather than a modern adventure story full of telephones and Edison recorders. This version pulls in more of Stoker, alongside details and visual texture from Murnau’s 1922 film. For example, the vampire, Count Orlok, has a moustache, just as in the novel. The other influence on this film is Bram Stoker's Dracula, the 1992 adaptation by Francis Ford Coppola. Like that film, Eggers’s take is hyper-designed and operatic in tone; and both films lean into the shadow play pioneered by Murnau – the idea that we all carry a tame ghost with us. Anyway, I loved it. Beautifully designed, relentless, and intense, it's among the very best adaptations of a too-often adapted story.