A defiantly chaotic and intellectually riotous deconstruction that abandons gothic horror in favour of vulgar satire and metafictional anarchy. A cynical screenwriter uses AI to concoct a chaotic parade of sketches for a commercial Dracula project. Cabaret sex show, fake ads, amateur gore, and AI slop: each serves to lampoon not only the commodification of the Dracula myth, but national identity and the emptiness of modern storytelling.
Pre-emptively embedding criticism into the fabric of the film itself, characters apologize for the vulgarity whilst generating more. Radu Jude’s Dracula is an exhausting, exhilarating, and messy exorcism of the vampires—historical, cinematic, and capitalist—that continue to suck the world dry.