Sometimes I Think About Nosferatu

Two Mistborns from detour Melancholia. Why not.

Daisy Ridley stars in Sometimes I Think About Dying (2023), a week in the life of an Oregon office accountant who daydreams of hanging herself from a construction crane. Ridley sticks the landing but the story is undercooked as her character’s microwave cottage cheese meatloaf. Pitch The Baby. On to the main course.

Although “Nicholas Hoult marathon” was not on my February bingo card, I watched two of the English actor’s movies the same rainy day by coincidence. First, The Menu (2022) and then, Nosferatu (2024). The latter was chef’s kiss.

Upon midnight dreary I journeyed afar to witness director Egger’s remake of the German silent classic about a bloodsucking Incubus from 1800s Transylvania. Through murk and muck I drove to disappear completely before the big screen. Never Closer To Grey was I. Offered myself to the anticolor. Floated in its ambiguity like an embryo. “A warm place with no memory.”

EF