A perverse, high-camp classic. Ken Russell doing Bram Stoker is bound to be insane (especially considering that the book is so godawful no-one can be expected to film it faithfully). Russell extrapolates the potential for a symbolically aware pagan/Christian clash, and throws in tacky FX, erotic dream sequences in a Concorde, mammoth dildos, the compulsory Russell Jesus dream (with raped nuns), and penis bites. He receives a deliciously poised performance from Amanda Donohoe as bitch goddess Lady Sylvia Marsh who tries to sacrifice a talent-deficient Catherine Oxenberg to an underground dragon. All this, and really young Hugh Grant and Gina McKee too.