This book is best served on a dark and stormy night. Unless you, I don’t know, want to sleep at night or something. Written as if it were the combined accounts of several witnesses, Dracula begins with a young man, Jonathan Harker, who gets lost in a Transylvanian village. Finding shelter in a solitary castle with its lone inhabitant, an enigmatic Count, Harker soon finds himself in a living nightmare, captured and used as a source of food by three female vampires. Harker barely escapes the castle and rushes home.
Meanwhile Dracula senses a richer hunting ground in
England than in his Romanian homeland. He ships himself—dead, in his coffin—over the channel and infiltrates
London society. There he makes the
acquaintances of Wilhelmina Murray (Harker’s fiancée) and her friend Lucy
Westenra. Mina is an intelligent,
accomplished, and modest lady who symbolizes pure womanhood. Lucy, on the other hand, is beautiful,
vivacious, impetuous, and rash—all things looked down upon in a female during
the Victorian Era. It is Lucy’s very
immodesty that seals her fate. Dracula
makes her his first victim, and slowly she herself becomes a vampire: wasting
away by day and attacking children and stalking around parks by night.
But this is not just a Victorian morality tale meant to
keep women “in their place.” If it were,
then Lucy and any other victims would have gotten what they deserved, and the
story would end there. Yet it doesn’t:
Dracula goes after the innocent Mina this time. A vampire may require an invitation to enter someone’s home, but evil is
indiscriminate, and innocents fall victim to its power just as much as the
guilty.
As Mina slowly weakens, Harker recruits the three rival
suitors of Lucy’s and a professor named Abraham Van Helsing to protect Mina and
find a way to reverse the transformation.
Van Helsing asserts that the only way Mina will survive as a human is if
they find Dracula himself and drive a stake into his heart.
It has been said before, and will be said again: Vampires
have been ruined. They used to not only
be awesome villains. They used to be
legitimately scary. Now what do we have?
They can go out in the day, they just…sparkle? They can go out in the day, they just need a ring or something (Dear
“Vampire Diaries:” J.R.R. Tolkien called, he wants “his precious macguffin” back). They fall
in love? They are the heroes?
What. Is up. With that?!
In the original folktales vampires had a lot of
weaknesses: garlic, sunlight, holy water, crosses, wooden stakes, and the
inability cross water or to enter a house uninvited. A lot of these factors made their way into
Bram Stoker’s novel. The reason vampires
had that many weaknesses in the first place is because their evil was so
pervasive, so powerful, that even with that many flaws they were still nearly
unbeatable. Nowadays those weaknesses
aren’t as crucial to the story, since the vampires aren’t as evil and therefore
don’t need chinks in their armor like garlic or crosses.
Part of what made the vampire folktales scary was that
they were unapologetically, unreservedly evil. They were corpses brought back from the dead by the devil himself. These folktales weren’t about
zombies—cadavers reanimated but mindless by some scientific abnormality. “Vampires vs. humans” wasn’t about the scientific
battle between life and death: it was about the spiritual battle between good
and evil, virtue and sin, God and Satan.
Our modern-day vampire stories have taken the good/evil
dynamic out of play, making the vampires heroic. They’ve discarded most aspects of God and
Satan, settling for conflict between vampires and werewolves. All that is left is virtue/sin, and even this
by our society’s blatant mocking of virtue and acceptance of any types of
depravity. Vampire stories, then, have
become more about “giving in” than “fighting against” immorality. And that is a truly horrific thought.
Recommended Reading Age: High School at least
Parental Notes: Violence against men, women, children,
and animals, evil crazy people, crazy evil people, superstitions/witchcraft and
demons, and sexual symbolism. Also
there’s wine. But Dracula nobly
abstains.
Adaptations: Heaps and loads: IMdb lists two hundred. Lucky for you I’ve only seen three: the original starring Bela Lugosi, and the pretty-true-to-the-book “Count Dracula” starring Louis Jourdan as the
bloodsucker himself (after which you’ll never see the movie Gigi again, I can tell you from
experience).Also, ripping off Dracula in everything but name is “Nosferatu.”
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