A bold new take on Bram Stoker‘s timeless classic arrives with Dracula: A Love Tale, reimagined through the visionary lens of Luc Besson, who transforms the vampire legend into a sweeping romantic fantasy. At its core is a Dracula propelled by an all-consuming love, enduring 400 years of torment in search of the reincarnation of his beloved. This intimate origin story rehumanizes the iconic count as a tragic figure, blending historical drama with supernatural yearning in a way that feels both audacious and deeply personal.
The film kicks off with a spectacular prologue, unveiling Vlad Tepes as a formidable 15th-century warrior before his fall into the shadowy realm of the immortal Count Dracula. Besson then weaves us through a blood-drenched romantic saga drenched in gothic aesthetics, laced with his trademark over-the-top action set pieces—think swirling mists, chiaroscuro lighting inspired by Flemish masters, and explosive bursts of otherworldly fury—that fully immerse the viewer in a tale we’ve encountered countless times, yet one revitalized by Besson’s flair for spectacle. Anchored by a stellar ensemble, the haunting score by Danny Elfman, and the director’s unmistakable European polish, this is an audiovisual feast that delivers thrills with unapologetic verve, turning familiar lore into a chaotic, charming indulgence.
It shares undeniable DNA with Francis Ford Coppola‘s opulent 1992 Dracula, from the romantic anguish to the lavish visuals, but Besson’s version infuses a more idiosyncratic, continental edge—less Hollywood grandeur, more stylized whimsy and emotional rawness—that elevates it into something uniquely special. By leaning into fantastical flourishes like ethereal visions and time-spanning wanderings, it veers far from rigidly faithful adaptations, prioritizing heart-pounding emotion and visual poetry over textual piety, resulting in a film that’s as ridiculous as it is riveting.
The ensemble’s performances are the beating (or undead) heart of the film, each actor breathing fresh life into archetypal roles with interpretations that amplify Besson’s romantic vision. Caleb Landry Jones commands the dual role of Vlad/Dracula with a magnetic, body-horror intensity that’s equal parts tormented poet and feral beast, his mangled Eastern European accent adding an eccentric, almost cartoonish layer that echoes Gru’s gravelly charm while underscoring the character’s fractured psyche. Jones masterfully charts Vlad’s descent—from a grief-stricken prince renouncing God in a fit of despair, to an eternal wanderer haunted by loss—infusing every haunted glance and explosive outburst with a raw vulnerability that makes Dracula’s obsession feel achingly human. His chemistry with the leads crackles with doomed passion, turning the anti-hero into a figure of chaotic allure, though some may find his stylized delivery more polarizing than poignant; it’s a bold swing that grounds the film’s emotional stakes amid the gothic excess.
Zoë Bleu captivates as both Vlad’s devoted 15th-century wife and her 19th-century reincarnation, Mina, portraying her with a luminous fragility that evolves into quiet, unyielding strength. Bleu’s dual performance is a masterclass in subtle reinvention, layering echoes of ancient sorrow into modern demureness; her wide-eyed innocence in the contemporary scenes contrasts beautifully with the fierce loyalty of the prologue, creating a poignant thread of eternal connection. The result is a heroine who isn’t just a passive vessel for reincarnation but a force of quiet agency, her tender reunions with Jones laced with a heartbreaking intimacy that elevates the romance beyond mere fantasy.
Supporting roles add delicious layers of menace and wit: Christoph Waltz oozes sly gravitas as the careworn vampire-hunting priest Van Helsing, reimagined here as a witty, world-weary ally in 1889 Paris, his impeccable timing and arched eyebrow delivering comic relief amid the shadows—it’s a role tailor-made for his brand of urbane menace, stealing scenes with a blend of paternal wisdom and sardonic bite that feels like a natural extension of his Inglourious Basterds charisma. Matilda De Angelis brings ethereal poise as a mysterious ally in Dracula’s centuries-long quest, her subtle intensity hinting at hidden depths that enrich the film’s mystical undercurrents. Ewens Abid lends hapless charm to Jonathan Harker, the wimpish land agent whose ill-fated visit to the castle sparks the modern intrigue, his everyman bewilderment providing a relatable anchor in the escalating madness. French stalwarts like Guillaume de Tonquédec and Anne Kessler round out the historical ensemble with authentic grit, their portrayals of courtly intrigue and battlefield valor adding textured depth to the prologue’s visceral chaos. Overall, the cast’s synergy transforms potential clichés into vibrant character studies, making the eternal love story resonate with fresh emotional heft.
Elevating the proceedings is Danny Elfman‘s evocative score, a masterful collaboration with Besson that weaves three core motifs—strangeness, mystery, and tension—into a symphonic tapestry of gothic romance and shadowy dread. Elfman’s signature whimsy shines through in soaring choral chants and playful harpsichord flourishes that evoke the film’s bande dessinée-like flair, blending orchestral swells with quirky percussion to mirror Dracula’s dual nature: tender longing undercut by feral hunger. Tracks like the brooding “Eternal Curse” pulse with brooding strings and ethereal vocals, underscoring Vlad’s transformation with a sense of tragic inevitability, while high-energy cues for action sequences erupt in bombastic brass and rhythmic tribal beats, infusing battles with a kinetic, almost balletic energy. Critics have hailed it as one of Elfman’s most personal recent works, its theatrical eccentricity perfectly suiting Besson’s kitschy romanticism—far from mere background noise, it’s a sonic character that amplifies the visuals, turning quiet reunions into heart-wrenching arias and chaotic chases into exhilarating fever dreams
Dracula: A Love Tale ultimately emerges as a joyous, flawed valentine to the vampire myth—a film that revels in its own excesses while rediscovering the profound love story buried in Stoker’s pages. For fans of gothic romance or Besson’s bombastic style, it’s a delirious delight that proves even immortals deserve a second chance at passion.
The film premiered in French theaters on July 30, 2025, via SND, and rolled out internationally through late 2025 and early 2026. In the United States, it hits cinemas nationwide (including select IMAX screenings) on February 6, 2026, distributed by Vertical across approximately 1,800 screens. The limited wide release runs through mid-March 2026, following strong European box office performance that has already grossed over €45 million abroad.
