BULLSEYE OR MISFIRE: Dracula Untold Reviews
By Dr. Know on October 10th, 2014
A generic vampire tale in the Underworld vein that comes closer to the infamous Van Helsing than a memorable re-interpretation of a legendary monster.
The movie is the latest multiplex filler to co-opt a classic tale only to drown it in computer-generated murk. Even the title has the ring of something created by committee.
It’s not so much untold as rewritten – if not by J.R.R. Tolkien than by some clever 12-year-old overstimulated by “The Lord of the Rings.”
Whatever possessed the makers of Dracula Untold to think we’d be interested in a tragically unhip romance that backstories the infamous bloodsucker?
At times Dracula Untold flirts with dullness so much that it might as well just stick a stake in the heart of Bram Stoker’s legacy.
Luke Evans puts sexual energy and masculinity into the legend. It’s dark, moody and I’m ready for the sequel.
Dracula Untold-and even the title makes no sense-seems to be saying, “This is just the prologue; the next film is going to be great.” Maybe it will be.
This Vlad is not just an impaler but a hugger, at least when his young son is around. He is ‘endearing,’ according to his beautiful wife, citing a quality rarely if ever attributed to Bela Lugosi or Christopher Lee.
The result is an engrossing epic with a surprising touch of humanity.
Never finds the right tone-be it frightful, funny, funky, horrifying, shocking or sexy-that viewers would expect from a modern flick about the most neck-fetish-ed, nocturnal daddy-o of them all.
Forget everything you read in those lying history books. Turns out Vlad the Impaler was a nice guy after all.
The fight choreography in Dracula Untold looks about as coherent as if you’d driven by the set at 40 mph and chucked the camera out the window.
If you can selectively ignore this litany of inanity, you may find some substantial earthy pleasures in “Dracula Untold.”
Has some teeth, but it has little bite. (Full Content Review for Parents also Available)
A reheated mishmash of ideas that is decent when neck-deep in violence and cringe-worthy when fumbling its way through endless exposition.
This is a callous cash-in on popular trends that just happens to have Dracula in it, a studio note that made it all the way to the big screen before anyone figured out how to do it right.
[W]hat we get is an overly familiar Dracula movie that lacks a distinguishing personality.
Dracula Untold is entertaining, just not memorable. It eventually will become the kind of heavily repeated feature film that cable channels use to fill weekend afternoons when there’s nothing original to air.