Never having been all that big on horror movies, I surprised myself when Bram Stoker’s Dracula became one of my all-time favorite films after I first saw it. Propelled by gifted thespian Gary Oldman’s marvelously creepy yet also unexpectedly sympathetic turn as Count Dracul, Coppola’s take on Stoker’s classic vampire tale provides an object lesson in how movies ought to be made. Atmospherics, acting, script, cinematography, SFX, set design, eye of newt, wing of bat, toe of frog—every last ingredient that goes into the cauldron to brew up a genuinely unforgettable cinematic experience is included here.

Plus, in the “Dracula’s brides” scene, TITTIES! Okay, nightmarish blood drinking ghoulie-girl titties, sure. But still. Hey, I ain’t complaining; whatever they’re attached to, it’s always nice to see a comely set. Which, y’know, these most definitely are.

I ran across a full-length, free version of the film on YewToob, and in the course of re-watching a little of it there’s one particular scene that, unfortunately, stands out as being of extraordinary relevance today. Judge for yourself why I say so.

“They’re perfectly nutritious”—sounds familiar, don’t it? Even after more than two decades, Renfield’s deranged blandishment is still as fresh and current as tomorrow’s headlines. As a YT commenter notes, Tom Waits doesn’t act much, but when he does, he’s amazing. SO: you vill eat zee bugs, eh? Yeah, NO. Just look how well that worked out for Mr Renfield, the poor schlemiel.