This week, we view Francis Ford Coppola’s Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)—a film that dares to ask: what if Dracula were horny, operatic, and deeply confused about accents?

With Keanu Reeves giving the most unintentionally British performance ever committed to celluloid (bless him, he tried), Winona Ryder looking vaguely confused but still cashing checks, and Gary Oldman chewing scenery like it’s soaked in blood and Oscar nominations, this movie is a visual fever dream you almost forgive for being a narrative mess.

We unpack the lush production design, jaw-dropping in-camera effects, shadow puppetry, Monica Bellucci's succubus cleavage, and that iconic armor that looks like a walking anatomy chart. Oh, and monster rape. Because apparently, that was necessary?

So join us as we ask the eternal questions: Was this movie genius or a hot mess? (Spoiler: Yes.) And should anyone ever let Keanu attempt an accent again? (Spoiler: No.)

Grab your blood goblet, adjust your shadow, and renounce God—it’s time for another Magnificently Huge Podcast!

0:00 - Intros
6:05 - Cosmic Devolution Tour
7:05 - Lene Lovich
8:00 - DJ Cummerbund
8:45 - DEVO
11:20 - The B-52s
15:10 - TRON Ares (2025)
28:55 - Hell or High Water (2016)
30:55 - Tulsa King
33:50 - Horror Express (1972)
37:10 - Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)