An Evening With Nosferatu At The Ulster Hall: 1920's Style
The film was accompanied by an improvised score courtesy of renowned organist, Martin Baker, who has, since 2000, been the Master of Music at Westminster Cathedral. Baker was granted the rare honour of being allowed to play the world famous Mulholland Grand Organ, one of the oldest examples of a functioning classic English pipe organ. The organ is named after former Lord Mayor of Belfast, Andrew Mulholland, who donated it to the hall in the 1860s.
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 into the spines of the audience.
Nosferatu holds the honour of being the first ever cinematic adaptation of Irish writer Bram Stoker’s bestselling chiller, 'Dracula' – the ultimate and most renowned of vampire novels. However, we should count ourselves lucky that this adaptation actually exists today. Stoker’s widow, Northern Irish born Florence, 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 demanded the negative and original prints be destroyed. Luckily they weren’t – someone hid them away for safe keeping.
Nosferatu retains so much of its power, and can easily hold its own against other adaptations such as Tod Browning’s Bela Lugosi staring 1931 version, Terence Fisher’s sumptuously gothic take in 1958 and Francis Ford Coppola’s feverishly sumptuous 1992 version. These are but three of countless adaptations. Despite the increasing, or perhaps because of it, romanticism of the figure of Dracula, and vampires in general – 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, strikingly ominous and downright iconic shots of the Count…
The screening of Nosferatu and its accompanying live score by the inspired Barker, unfolded as a magnificent evening; the success of which will hopefully ensure it was the first of many more to come. I will certainly treasure the experience.
Fangs for the memories, Belfast City Council. *ahem*