Also hanging around is Dr Franklin and his malingering wife, the shrew owner and her henpecked husband plus some slick smoothies. Poirot and Hastings recount how they met in 1916 and people talk about murder cases. Poirot talks to himself, there is a shooting and a death and Judith is a moron as she talks like a Nazi philosophy student.
Characters have empathy voids, Hastings has male insecurity and trust issues and a character stirs people’s propensity for violence by manipulation. Still there is no sheer menace in this no matter how dark and edgy it tries to be. There is more death, Hastings broods and a letter reveals the truth of what was going on. Women’s sexuality is the root of all evil apparently. Poirot dealt with the killer and match made for Hastings and sported a false moustache. This was okay as Poirot’s moral sermonising comes to its inevitable conclusion.
“The food it is disgusting.”
“That was pretty ghastly.”
“Blasting the old bunny eh Hastings? Darn good fun.”
“At it again are you?”
“I will damn you to hell whatever the cost.”
“I happen to know something pretty foul about him actually.”
“Fix me an egg flip.”
“I don’t know and I don’t want to know.”
“You have lard for a brain.”
“I smelt as you say: the rat!”
Mina’s father runs a loony bin. Lady Jane continues her porn-industry complaint definition of life. Renfield has the measure of Harker and everyone else - what is his deal? Lucy wants to comfort Mina and so they party among the Bohemian nightlife. Lucy and Mina hang out with romantic poets and get high while wearing clothes that resemble the lingerie chosen by French politicians’ mistresses.
The Order of the Dragon are ridiculous. Harker really doesn’t want Mina to have a job, Grayson points out his hypocrisy. Van Helsing kills the seers. Dracula learns Lady Jane’s secrets and shows off his tattoos. Is Van Helsing a member of the Order of the Dragon? What is Van Helsings agenda? Grayson reunites Mina and Harker. I’m sure that’ll work out well. This was not good.
“Harker’s a horrible man, best forgotten.”
“Sometime science requires sacrifice.”
“Soon London will be crawling with the vermin.”