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REVIEWS, Page 71CINEMAA Vampire With Heart . . .
By RICHARD CORLISS
TITLE: BRAM STOKER'S DRACULA
DIRECTOR: Francis Ford Coppola
WRITER: James V. Hart
THE BOTTOM LINE: Coppola brings the old spook story alive
-- well, undead -- as a luscious, infernal romance.
He is Romeo, whose young wife, believing him dead, kills
herself. He is Lucifer, vowing revenge on the God who has
betrayed him. He is Don Juan, sucking the innocence out of his
conquests. He is the Flying Dutchman, sailing the centuries for
an incarnation of the woman he loved. He is Death, transmitting
a venereal plague in his blood, in his kiss. He is even Jesus,
speaking Jesus' last words as he dies, a martyr whose mission
is to redeem womankind. Husband, seducer, widower, murderer,
Christ and Antichrist, Dracula contains multitudes. He is every
mortal man and every mortality with which man threatens women.
But is he "Bram Stoker's Dracula"? Though the screenplay
is more faithful than most vampire movies to the book's plot,
its Dracula is light-years from Stoker's. The novel's count was
no demon lover; he was a pestilence, the lord of bats and rats,
and his touch was not romantic but rabid. He represented
unseductive evil. Bram Stoker's Dracula proposed that English
innocence could be sucked dry by European decadence, until
English common sense drove a stake through its lurid heart.
Francis Ford Coppola's Dracula, to call it by its rightful
name, powerfully reimagines this Victorian myth for the age of
AIDS. Dracula (Gary Oldman) is a warrior-wooer impaled on the
cross of his love; he must track his obsession until he is
released from it. His misery gives him mesmeric mastery. The
wretched Renfield (Tom Waits -- terrific) bays to do Dracula's
bidding. Flowers wilt at the count's passage, and maidens burn
at his touch. A young woman's tears turn to pearls in his hand.
So if Dracula is the world's oldest man, he is also the
first man of the modern sexual revolution, awakening the erotic
impulse in young women like flirtatious Lucy (Sadie Frost) and
chaste Mina (Winona Ryder). They have known only puppy love; now
they will taste wolf lust. And yet Dr. Van Helsing (Anthony
Hopkins), who would purge Dracula's spirit from their bodies,
is working his white magic on the wrong subjects. Dracula is the
cursed soul in need of exorcism. He has "come across oceans and
time" to find it. And only Mina, the avatar of his dead wife,
can provide it.
Coppola composes movies as Wagner composed operas, setting
primal conflicts to soaring emotional lines. The force of his
will is as imposing as the range of his art. He goes for
majesty over subtlety and, often as not, finds what he's looking
for. Magic-lantern images are everywhere: in the blood pouring
from an altar crucifix; in the Castle Dracula chauffeur garbed
as Darth Vader; in the endless supertrain of the count's cape;
in the placental gel and rat's-nest cocoons that encase the
vampire. But more: in the wonderfully spectral mood that does
justice to the romance at Dracula's heart.
Everyone knows that Dracula has a heart; Coppola knows
that it is more than an organ to drive a stake into. To the
director, the count is a restless spirit who has been condemned
for too many years to interment in cruddy movies. This luscious
film restores the creature's nobility and gives him peace.