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Nosferatu: the love story

October 26, 2013
Nosferatu (1922)

Nosferatu (1922)

This is a guest post for Silent London by Neil Brand

In 1925, Bram Stoker’s widow, Florence, won a plagiarism case against film producer Albin Grau over the latter’s 1922 chiller, Nosferatu. To be frank, Grau didn’t have a leg to stand on – he had applied for a licence to film Dracula, been refused by Florence and gone ahead with filming anyway, changing a few character names. This hardly distanced his film from Stoker’s Dracula, whose plot he had lifted lock, stock and barrel for Nosferatu and Florence successfully sued to get his company closed down and every copy of the film destroyed. Thanks to one vital copy, lodged at the time in the US where Stoker’s novel was already out of copyright, we still have the movie and every print now available descends from that one saved positive.

But I’m beginning to think that a skilful lawyer could actually have argued Florence down. Over a lifetime of playing this masterpiece I have noticed that in two vital areas scriptwriter Henrik Galeen and director FW Murnau actually created a new monster that Stoker would barely have recognised – firstly Van Helsing is a small-part character who is in no way responsible for Dracula’s destruction; secondly Nosferatu, minus Dracula’s brides, only has eyes for only one woman – Mina Harker. And it’s beauty that kills the beast.

Nosferatu (1922)

Nosferatu (1922)

I’ll go further – Nosferatu/Orlok is not Dracula, but director FW Murnau himself – with the result that today’s vampires flitting through Twilight and The Diaries are the children, not of Stoker’s night, but of Galeen and Murnau’s. And the music they make is very different.

The magnificent central section of the film depicts the vampire heading towards Whitby/Wisborg on board ship, disposing of the crew one by one like some hideous onboard buffet while Harker/Hutter plods back home across the mountains. Waiting on the beach is Hutter’s wife, the strange, other-worldly Mina, staring out to sea and during her sleepwalking catatonia delivering the devastating line: ‘My lover is coming!’

Nosferatu (1922)

Nosferatu (1922)

But which lover, the Count or the Husband? Let’s look at what has brought them all to this point – Orlok has seen Mina’s picture and is about to gorge himself on Hutter for the second night running. Mina, staying with friends who have rescued her from a perilous walltop sleepwalk, suddenly sits up in bed with a cry – across a single shot-cut (but miles of the Carpathian Mountains) Orlok freezes in mid-bite and turns to face the direction of her ‘voice’ – off camera right. In Witold, she slumps. In Transylvania, he moves away, his meal untouched. The next time we see him moving he is heading away from the castle and towards Mina, bearing his coffins. From then on it is as if she is already under his power – and, I would argue, he is under hers.

Nosferatu (1922)

Nosferatu (1922)

It is impossible to play Orlok’s arrival in Whitby/Wisborg as anything but heroic – the beautiful shot of the ship sailing itself to the dock; the scuttling figure with the coffin stopping outside Mina’s house for a brief smile and his first head-and-shoulder close-up in the movie; then the final river trip, standing proudly in a supernaturally powered rowboat, which deposits him at his new property where he enters by melting through the locked doors. No wonder Herzog chose Wagner for that sequence in his Nosferatu 70 years later. Orlok is a conqueror claiming his kingdom, from which he will stare balefully at Mina’s window while his rats destroy the city. And we are now, however unwillingly, rooting for him.

Murnau, by all accounts promiscuously gay and self-conscious about his appearance, obviously loved his vampire with the outsider’s love of a soulmate gifted with powers he can only dream of. Every flesh-and-blood male character in the film is weak or deluded; Hutter himself can only sit feebly by while Mina takes the strong course in dealing with both infection and infector. But as she makes up her mind we see Orlok imprisoned in his palace imploring her attention with a look that can only be described as heart-breaking. When she acquiesces, he comes to the feast like Don Juan triumphant, the shadow of his bony fingers enclosing, not her neck but her heart, which he squeezes as she writhes beneath him. Herzog would provide the perfect closure for their nuptials, Orlok looking up from her throat at the dawning light, only to have her draw his head gently back to her neck with the gentlest of arm-movements.

FW Murnau

FW Murnau

Audiences new to the film always laugh at the opening and the speeded-up actions, but it is a wonderful tonic to hear the silence descend as Murnau and his vampire exert their power. I have never been able to play triumph at the Nosferatu’s demise because we have been taught by Murnau to admire and pity him as well as fear him, and in the last thirty years Herzog, Coppola and Joss Whedon have all followed Murnau’s lead. Genius that he was, Murnau made the connection half a century before the rest of us did – we know Orlok because he is us.

Every silent film is an invitation to the musician to tell their version of the story and, yes, “Nosferatu, the Love Story” is a spin, one of many that could be applied to this great film. But here’s my point: treating it musically as a horrific love story opens vistas of new insight on this masterpiece that are vastly greater and more rewarding than the simple terrors of the night. And when the tension between horror, lust and desire is working, one can almost hear the new blood coursing through the vampire’s veins …

Neil Brand

Nosferatu (1922)

Nosferatu (1922)

Nosferatu is now on theatrical release, from Eureka Entertainment, screening at the BFI Southbank and many other venues around the country. Eureka will release Nosferatu on DVD/Blu-Ray on 18 November 2013. Pre-order here

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8 Comments leave one →
  1. Jon Thompson permalink
    October 26, 2013 9:46 pm

    What an interesting piece, Neil! Just watched it again the other day and was struck by the way Ellen seems to call Orlok to her – waiting at the seashore as her husband tramps back overland via the shortest route. Thought the heroic entry idea was interesting – otherwise you have the sense of foreboding as the ship gradually consumes the screen, in particular blocking out the silhouette of the church. Quite a few of Murnau’s films seem to focus on a relationship which is threatened by an overbearing authority figure – Schloss Vogelod, Faust, Tartuffe, City Girl, Tabu – maybe it’s the films which depart from this model – Nosferatu, Sunrise, The Last Laugh – which provide the greater fascination?

  2. October 26, 2013 9:58 pm

    Brilliant! Can only add to Neil’s post that another aspect of this multi-layered film is that we are not just Orlok, we are also Hutter and the townspeople, at a loss in the face of vastly greater forces of desire and of horror than we are used to dealing with. As a musician I find one of the hard things in playing for the film is finding a tone of voice for these characters that doesn’t diminish them.

  3. October 27, 2013 1:51 pm

    Exactly and Thank You, Neil, for this intelligent view which X-rayes what you see beyond and behind. The Murnau´s Nosferatu is much more Wagnerian and Romantic influenced: b.ex: Mina is aware of the whole tragedy from the beginning whereas her husband is just blind (naiv?) towards persons and circumstances.. doesn´t he faint escaping from the Castle, doesn´t he not listen to the folks in the country pub? He is not able to listen to his inner voice, He covers his face (and eyes) with a blanket when Nosferatu arrives. And Mina: she saves the country ( of the plague) by sacrifying herself like Senta does in Wagner´s THE FLYING DUTCHMAN….. Music which underlines the “Horror” is just Mickeymousing the “What-you-see-is-what-you-get). Awful. Music that reflects on the emotional and psychological deepness is just to begin to be apropriate. And Murnau? He´s a rogue. Shooting the story in real sites and in nature he makes us believe to see something real. BUT… see above.

  4. October 27, 2013 8:57 pm

    One thought about those sequences which raise laughter now, particularly the speeded-up action. I doubt that audiences found these moments truly frightening even in 1922. Rather I suspect that they regarded them as uncanny, even downright odd, and with adroit music I think they can still have that effect. I’ve found that what works for me to is approach them as peculiar, even funny peculiar. I don’t necessarily avoid playing fast music – if it’s suitably angular and unhinged, any laughter seems gratifyingly uneasy.

  5. November 6, 2013 9:16 pm

    I would suggest perhaps treating the early “romantic” scenes as slightly funny-scary too. They are so damned OFF I can’t help but feel Murnau was trying to undercut the sugariness with an unsettling and grotesque quality. It’s usually best to assume the filmmaker knows what they’re doing, and if one gets an off-kilter sensation, to assume that’s the intended effect. There was a DVD edition of NOSFERATU with a rather poor synth score which seemed to ignore the action and just play menace all the time, and weirdly enough the early scenes actually seemed better that way (everything else suffered though).

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