The greatest vampire movie of all time was undoubtably F. W. Murnau's (silent) film Nosferatu. The images of that film are unforgettable; this film shows how Nosferatu was created.

Murnau (John Malkovich) announces in Berlin, while filming Nosferatu, that the entire cast and crew will continue filming in Czechoslovakia. The production has already suffered a setback: they won't be filming Bram Stoker's Dracula, since Murnau hasn't reached an agreement with the copyright holders. So instead, they're filming "Nosferatu".

In Czechoslovakia, they will finally meet Herr Schreck (Willem Defoe), who will play the part of the vampire. Schreck is completely unknown; apparently he was with Max Reinhardt's company in Austria, or perhaps he studied with Stanislavski in Russia. In any case, true to the Stanislavski method, he will appear only in character.

What follows is an immense conflict of egos between the director and his leading actor; each of them seeks his own type of glory and eternal life. This excellent comedy (directed by E. Elias Merhige) manages to show or re-shoot nearly all of the original Nosferatu; some images are shown out of context. I'm sure I didn't catch all the quotations, but I caught plenty.

Highly recommended!

One of Denver's local newspaper movie reviewers doesn't like movies. I tend to use him as a reverse compass. When does not like a movie it is very likely that everything he says about it is dead wrong. Even when he is going after a movie that I don't like I find his criticisms to be totally wrong and grossly unfair to the film. (Among other things he compared the director of this film, E. Elias Merhige, to filmmaker Kevin Smith, thinking that is an insult. While I do not think of Dogma as the greatest film ever, it certainly isn't bad.)

Thus was the case with Shadow of the Vampire. He complained about the lack of historical accuracy in the film and totally missed the point of the movie. It is not intended to be an accurate piece of history or even of the personalities involved. It is playing "what if", to pretend that vampires are real. To explore the possibility that classic silent film Nosferatu-Eine Symphonie des Grauens (Nosferatu-a Symphony of Horror) was made using an actual vampire as the lead. What kind of director makes a deal with a real vampire to make his film the most accurate possible?

It is also a fascinating character study of the vampire. At one point he is questioned by two of his fellow actors as to what he thought of Dracula. His response made me feel like he was a monster still, but a monster with a history, with feelings and goals. It was wonderful to have a monster that was still bad without becoming a cardboard cut out.

I also loved how the film captured the feel of the older film, despite being in color. I also think the performance and style of Malkovich as FW Murnau as a driven, not quite sane, artist was good. I have seen complaints that his character is two dimensional, but I didn't see that as the case. He simply is not a main character and he is also someone terribly excited by something that we take as matter of fact. Images of the past that move...

As for the liberties taken with history, I know and, of course, I simply don't care. I am interested in the characters as they are portrayed and don't really mind that F.W. Murnau was not really that arrogant as a director in real life. Nor do I mind the very few (two that I noticed*) anachronistic references that somewhat say something about modern movie making. They added just enough lightness to throw the horror into stark contrast. Do remember everyone this is not history... Or is it?

There is little for people looking for either explosions or hotties. The female lead, Catherine McCormack, appears toppless in one scene lying on her back while druged up, but it is not a sexy sort of titliation. There are some neat references to other works. Be on the look out for the name of the train they go to Czechoslovakia on, a visual reference to the later FW Murnau movie Sunrise, and Method Acting (which was new at the time).

Director: E. Elias Merhige
Writer: Steven Katz

Cast:
Willem Dafoe as Max Schreck, the monster.
John Malkovich as F.W. Murnau, the director.
Udo Kier as Albin Grau, the producer.
Cary Elwes as Fritz Arno Wagner, the replacement cameraman.
Catherine McCormack as Greta Schröder, the female lead.
Eddie Izzard as Gustav von Wangenheim, the male lead.

Note, Malkovich is listed as the lead, but I simply don't see that as the case and so I listed Dafoe before him.

*The two anacronistic references I noticed. One was the Vampire says the steriotypical actor wanting more control line of, "I don't think we need the writer anymore." The other was the line used in the movie trailer, "I'll eat her later," refering to the script girl. It was funny line, but it felt a line Travolta would deliver, a damand by a picky actor. Another reference to modern day Hollywood. These are not bad things mind you, just a bit of reference to later movie making. I think, I could be totally wrong about this.

Here's the deal.

This movie was one part speculative romp, one part Goth/Expressionist nostalgia trip, with an actual attempt at a psychological message tacked on, unsuccessfully. Zero parts plot.

In case you didn't notice, Count Orlock (excellently-played by Willem Defoe) wasn't the villain in this movie. He was a pathetic and decrepid old fart who couldn't act (the character, that is, not Defoe, who clearly can act). Oh sure, he was a predator, a demon, and could snap your neck with a flick of his wrist, but he was also a depressed, horny, dotty old fogey who grew to resent the fact that he was being cowed and manipulated by Murnau. He wanted to get his mack on with Greta, but what he really wanted was to see "delight, and desun" – the one thing that could truly kill him.

Murnau (un-excellently played by John Malkovitch, from whom I was hoping for something better) was the real villian in this movie, having sold his cast to the devil to make his flick.

Aside from Count Orlock, though, none of the characters had any depth to them at all. Murnau is just another crazy morphine-addicted artist of the macabre. Greta is just another pompous morphine-addicted glam actress flapper. None of the other characters seem to have actual personalities, so much as mere idiosyncracies. And the revoltingly contrived "German" accents were too much, really.

This movie could have been saved if it had been subtler. Obviously, Count Orlock is a vampire. Obviously, he sucks blood to live. Obviously, Murnau is a creep. Couldn't have there been something that wasn't obvious? I was definitely expecting better from a film built on an allusion with as much potential for intellectual and spooky fun as this one.

Qua speculative romp cum Goth/Expressionist nostalgia trip, it's a fun flick, but wait to rent it until it's no longer considered a "new release." Don't expect much, and you won't be overly disappointed.

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