An Evening With Nosferatu At The Ulster Hall: 1920's Style
The Ulster Hall, Belfast |
The enormous Mulholland Organ, situated at the front of the hall |
A wider shot of the hall for context (this photo isn't of the event). The giant screen onto which Nosferatu was projected, was positioned in front of the organ. |
Baker’s improvisational score packed a powerful punch, moving from tender love themes to high gothic atmosphere and otherworldly menace with deceptive ease. He even included a number of motifs and recurring themes and didn’t hold back from whipping himself into a suitably deranged frenzy as the film came to its shattering conclusion; all the while the music from the organ vibrating through the floor of the building and up through the seats into the spines of the audience.
Nosferatu was the first ever (unofficial) adaptation of Irish writer Bram Stoker’s bestselling Gothic masterpiece, 'Dracula' – the ultimate and most renowned vampire novel. However, we should count (pun unintended) ourselves lucky that Nosferatu actually exists today. Florence Balcombe, Stoker's widow and literary executor, found out about Murnau’s ‘plagiarised’ adaptation and successfully sued his production company for copyright infringement. Without having seen the film for herself, and well after its sparkling German premiere – at which it was accompanied by a full orchestra to provide a score – she insisted the negative and original prints be destroyed. Luckily not all were destroyed – someone were secreted away by persons unknown for safe keeping.
Nosferatu retains so much of its power, and can easily hold its own against other adaptations such as Tod Browning’s 1931 version starring Bela Lugosi (actually an adaptation of the stage play by Hamilton Deane), Terence Fisher’s classic Hammer Horror film in 1958, and Francis Ford Coppola’s feverishly sumptuous 1992 version. These are but three of countless adaptations. Despite the increasing romanticism of the figure of Dracula, and vampires in general, or perhaps because of it – they’re now portrayed as misunderstood, tragic (sometimes even sparkling) and deeply lovelorn individuals - Max Schreck’s undeniably sinister performance and appearance as the Count still resonates with unsettling power. With his bat-like face and ears, and protruding fangs, he meshes together feral ferocity with a gaunt phantom-like frame. His introduction in the film is amongst the most effective in horror cinema, and Murnau litters the film with memorable, ominous and iconic shots of the Count…