i finally finished bram stoker's DRACULA and regret to say that despite its towering reputation its kind of shit, as a book
too much:
-incomprehensible speechifying from Van Helsing in a weird clumsy iteration of a Dutchman's English
-chasing, and I cannot emphasize this enough, after boxes of dirt, for like the entire back half of the novel
-the phrase "I am but a poor weak woman"
-train schedules
-incomprehensible speechifying from Van Helsing in a weird clumsy iteration of a Dutchman's English
-chasing, and I cannot emphasize this enough, after boxes of dirt, for like the entire back half of the novel
-the phrase "I am but a poor weak woman"
-train schedules
not enough: -ACTUAL VAMPIRE STUFF beyond the kickass beginning in jonathan harker's journal. the Count gets like 3 scenes and the rest of the time its just sloppy friends chasing dirt boxes
-the entire potential of Renfield is completely squandered????? what was the point????
-the entire potential of Renfield is completely squandered????? what was the point????
as to the deeply repressed victorian sexuality that literally never gets a chance to be more than hinted at
My next read is gonna be Mary Shelley's Frankenstein and I am hype though
BUT ALSO if *nearly the entire book* is going to hinge on the logistics of chasing boxes of dirt it would be good to understand the actual mechanism of their importance????? like ... its like a "warp core gobbledygook" Star Trek plot but for 400 pages
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