Figure 1 – Nosferatu on the streets of Salem, MA. (c) DE Wolf 2019.
Well, Halloween and Halloween costumes can get outright scary. Case in point is this fellow, Nosferatu, that I met on Essex Street in Salem the other day. Really creepy, and I have endeavored to make the image even creepier!
Nosferatu refers to a magnificent silent horror film, Nosferatu the Vampire, in which the mysterious Count Orlok (Max Schreck) summons Thomas Hutter (Gustav von Wangenheim) to his remote Transylvanian castle in the mountains. Orlok seeks to buy a house near Hutter and his wife, Ellen (Greta Schroeder). And you can guess where it all goes from there!
The story, of course, sounds very familiar and parallels Brahm Stoker’s Dracula. Which begs the question of why not call him Dracula and be done with it. This appears to be because of conflicts with the Stoker estate. Vampire stories continue to excite and titillate to this day. “Titillate?” you might ask. It is, in fact, the case that to sexually repressed Victorian society vampire seduction was a thinly veiled substitute for the other kind. Nowhere is this more true than in Sheridan LeFanu’s Carmilla – The first lesbian vampire.
The origin of vampire myths are in many cases not so pleasant. But as fictional and mythic characters they represent a perversion of the holy. The transubstantiated wine is returned to its base literal manifestation of blood letting and human sacrifice. This is getting way too deep. Fortunately, you know that my photograph is not of a true vampire, because the camera captures his visage.
Canon T2i with EF 70-200 mm F/4.0 USM lens at 200 mm, ISO 400, Aperture Priority AE Mode 1/80th at f/8.0 with no exposure compensation.