Finally saw Luc Besson's Dracula

What a complete mess of a script and waste of an opportunity.

Great cast. Great costumes. Great sets. All wasted on a horribly disjointed story. This movie didn't know what it wanted to be.

The first half was either the most blatant ripoff of Coppola's movie ever done, or a complete mockumentary of it. The first time you see Caleb Landry's Old Dracula, you think "You've got to be effin' kidding me".

The script meetings for this flick must have been a free for all where everyone got their take in. "Imagine... Dracula.... but in Paris! Brilliant!.

In the second half, it's almost a different movie. Completely different story and vibe. But at least we finally get to see Landry's interpretation of the Count, which was interesting at times. Maybe they should have let him write the script.

Christolph Waltz was good, but wasted. Zoe Bleu was just kind of... there. The brightest spark was Matilda de Angelis' vampiress Maria.

There was one insightful scene... when Dracula turns to dust, and Mina/Elizabeta weeps over his ashes, Harker gets a sad look on his face, and just turns and walks away. He knows he'll never be enough for her again, and she's just become the ultimate Alpha Widow. No man will ever measure up again.

With the great sets and costumes, this could have been a completely different movie with a good script writer and a disciplined producer. Unfortunately all we got was a sometimes-interesting one off with an identity crisis.