Fun. This movie should have been more fun. It's campy. It's ridiculous, in fact. But not very... I dunno. It has an air about it that feels... more important than I for one am willing to give it credit for. It has some neat visuals. A cool scene every now and then. Some acting. A lot of actors and actresses. It's got a lot going for it. But... it never really culminates into anything terribly interesting. Coppola's not an idiot of course. It's not really a bad movie, I guess. Like it's not like he messed up. I think this is what he wanted to make. It's just really a movie that belongs in 1992. Kinda like Batman Forever and 1995. I'm happy that Tom Waits and Richard E. Grant were in it. I'm always happy to see them. Hopkins is just friggin' weird in it. Or intensely boring. Winona Ryder and Gary Oldman have a WICKED AWESOME romance on the bed scene. I think that actually might have been the high point for me, who woulda thought. Keanu Reeves is kind of surprisingly bad in it. I never really jumped on the "Keanu Reeves is an awful actor" bandwagon. He does his thing, just like any other number of actors. I think it's usually pretty unfair. But MAN, he STINKS in this movie! BAAAAD! Oh yeah, and it is RETARDED in the storytelling department. I feel like... I don't know. I don't think I've seen a movie so weirdly put together before. A PROFESSIONAL MOVIE.
Sigh... Dracula...
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