I got a copy of Nosferatu and watched it.
Not the Murnau film, from 1922, but the Herzog remake from 1979, with Klaus Kinski playing the title role. I had seen it when it first came out, but not in the 42 years since. Firthermore, I read at the time that they filmed it in both English and German (not merely dubbed – they actually shot the film twice, with the same actors speaking their lines in two different languages). But the story is that when they showed the English-language version at a film festival in the US it was laughed off the screen. This was my chance to finally see the English language version and see how it is.
I’ll tell you – boring. This may be the dullest and slowest-moving horror film ever made. Visually, the film is gorgeous. I’m reminded of the movie Transylvania 6-5000 where Jeff Goldblum and Ed Begley Jr say “Transylvania is…nice!” It is. Transylvania looks far too gorgeous to be scary. Klaus Kinski, like Max Schreck before him, looks like a humanoid rat with pointy ear and pointy incisors and a bald head, but he lives in an impeccable whitewashed castle* . The Addams family’s home looks creepier. And throughout the film you have this perpetual background drone of a men’s chorale that’s supposed to be spooky but is merely soporific. Pepper Mill watched the first half with me, but couldn’t be persuaded to watch the rest.
As for being laughed off the screen, I couldn’t really se that. You can’t laugh at something this slow-moving. And tthere’s nothing really wrong with the English-language version. I suspect it’s just tat, in German and with English subtitles, it looks more like an “art” film, so people are willing to cut it more slack. Art films can have incredibly long, lingering shots with monotonous soundtracks and move with glacial speed, and get taken seriously.
I can see why it got high ratings on Rotten Tomatoes and other websites. It is gorgeously shot and well-made. But if you wanted to be entertained by a 1979 film adaptation of Bram Stoker’s story, I guarantee that you’d have a better time watching the John Badham/Frank Langella film Dracula.
*Dracula’s “castle” in the movies come in two varieties, I’ve noticed – either a crumbling, often cobweb-covered, dusty great ruin of a stone castle, or a snug comfy house. There seems no middle ground. The 1979 Nosferatu lives in a comfy home, even if there are a few broken windows. Christopher Lee in the 1959 Horror of Dracula lived in a very comfy home, indeed. And the Jack Palance/Dan Curtis version from the 1970s looked as if it was filmed in someone’s living room.