Saturday, November 2, 2013
In Which I Review Dracula (1x2)
I'm rather surprised that I'm even blogging this episode. The pilot last week did little to nothing to endear this show to me. As I previously ranted about last week, this is not Dracula. Apart from the names of the characters, the actual literary Dracula has been been wholly removed and in its place is a Downton Abbey mixed with The Vampire Dairies/True Blood monstrosity that is relying heavily on Jonathan Rhys Meyers's sex appeal. So why am I still watching? Because this show is so bad, it's good. This show is giving me a chance to deride something without being offended at the poor quality of writing, acting, and message (a la Under the Dome). The show wants to say something--I can feel it--but it can't settle on just what issue it wants to tackle: literature, history, myth, good vs evil, gender negotiation and construction, class, sexism, or business ventures that were quite prolific in this era. It's taking itself too seriously and trying so hard to sell the idea of being a legitimate, thought provoking show with something to say, that I all I do is laugh and count how many women Dracula sleeps with in a single episode. The writers need to take a Sleepy Hollow approach and realize that their material is so ludicrous (Dracula is SELLING COOLANT for heaven's sake) that they can have fun with it. Sleepy Hollow is the success it is because, for the most part, the writers and creators realize how outlandish and preposterous the show is that they can have fun with it.
Miscellaneous Notes from A Whiff of Sulphur
-- I think Blonde Nina Lady Jane might be the most hysterical part of this whole show. She's either half undressed, rolling around with Dracula for sexy time OR she's running around London in the most un-Victorian outfit EVER, complete with stupid hairdo and a machete. There needed to be a vampire hunter since Van Helsing as been reduced to a doctor who helps Dracula. And the show thinks it's being innovative by having a female vampire hunter (you are several years too late for this to be innovative and anything but derivative of Buffy) but come on. Knee high leather boots, red tights, and a mini skirt. Yeah no sure, she's totally going to go unnoticed in Victorian London.
--The "seers" from last week were opium addicts with a shiny mirror. Okay then.
--Dracula needs to start draining Lucy if NBC wants to keep calling this show "Dracula" and be somewhat credible.
--The best part of this show is watching it with friends and trying to predict how many woman Dracula will sleep with. Poor Meyers, once he played Henry VIII he was never going to be allowed to NOT have the sexy time.