97/100
Not just "my kind of movie", but also a film that resonates with every fiber of my cinematic being.
Simultaneously an achingly tender fable of love and a pent-up phantasmagoria of delicious sensuality, Bram Stoker's Dracula, directed by Francis Ford Coppola, weaves the Gothic and the Romantic until intertwined cobwebs begin to appear out of its embrace.
Unlike the more revered Coppola joints, it isn't based solely on character and screenplay but on the sublime audacity of its various technical elements. While most criticisms of Dracula stem from Keanu Reeves' ingeniously out of tune performance and its messy switches of tone, neither really add up to anything of truly negative worth as Coppola's intent was one of visual splendor.…