by Bram Stoker
"No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and how dear to his heart and eye the morning can be".
Darkness is a rather curious thing. It is at night that we find peace, more often than not, for it is during the dark hours, I feel, that all things lose their form. By becoming formless, thus, they make our eyes lose their purpose; we can focus, then, on more internal experiences: thoughts, reflections, dreams. Darkness, however, can sometimes also open the doors to a not so welcome feeling: fear. Some say that dreaded nonsensical sensation comes as a natural response from our body, as one of its most wondrous features, sight, gets temporarily robbed from us. Sometimes the fear caused is so strong that it makes our other senses get sharper. All of a sudden, the mere creak of a floor board is molded, by our minds, into the footsteps of an intruder; the scratch of a branch on the wall outside is mentally translated as a being trying to break in. Yes, curious thing, the dark. It is illogical to feel threatened by such a natural part of life, for even though we are deprived of sight for some time, we know that, physically, not much changed out there. Although we cannot see, all the old furniture is still lying on the same place where it's been for the last fifteen years; our families and companions are still sound asleep at the same rooms; the old tree outside isn't likely to destroy our window by itself; our old boring neighbor also isn't going anywhere... As we can see, there is no reason to fear the night when you are a rational human being that can guarantee that the world outside is, during the night, just as normal as it is during the day. But can you?
Unknowingly, pragmatic Jonathan Harker, young recently admitted solicitor from England, sets out on a quest during which he is bound to discover the answer to that question. He is being sent to arrange for a rich man, who he doesn't know, all the bureaucratic process involving his moving to London. After saying goodbye to his beloved fiance, Mina, he starts his business journey towards the Carpathian mountains, near the Romanian borders. Stoker does a great job of depicting such a breath-taking land, full of life and mystery. Not only does he describe beautifully all the geographical features and climate, but he also emphasizes the peculiar characteristics of the inhabitants. Thankfully, he doesn't linger that much on their outfits and appearance, for had he done that I would probably not have finished the book; there are nothing that turns me down on a story as much as unnecessary detail. Anyway, the good thing is that he focuses on their behavior, especially their religion and beliefs: "[...]every known superstition in the world is gathered into the horseshoe of the Carpathians, as if it were the centre of some sort of imaginative whirpool; [...]", "[...] people are brave, and strong, and simple, and seem full of nice qualities. They are very, very superstitious". We soon discover that people on that region are highly religious and intrinsically superstitious. When some of them find out about Jonathan's destination, castle Dracula, they start acting rather curiously towards him, blessing him with all kinds of religious signals against bad energy. To worsen such behavior, unintentionally Jon sets foot there on the eve of St. George's day - for those who don't know, this is a day when the locals throw festivities in remembrance of St. George's victory over the dragon; the main theme of the holiday is the celebration of purity. Allegedly, as a way of the Universe finding balance, during this day the evil entities are freed from their dwellings and permitted to roam through Earth doing whatever they please. As a result, people's reactions to Jon's intention of going to castle Dracula almost reach the point of hysteria. When he finally takes a cab, alone, to resume his journey, he is more scared than the strangers he met on the road, without even knowing why.
Little by little, though, Jon gets more scared as some weird events occur on the way to the castle. Used to having always led an utterly common, peaceful life in the heart of England, he can barely believe what his eyes are seeing, for what he is seeing cannot be explained under a rational perspective:"But my flesh answered the pinching test, and my eyes were not to be deceived.". Passed the initial shock, Jon finally arrives at the castle. Initially, he finds the place inviting and comfortable enough, given that it's a century-old building placed on a remote region. Let's admit, though, that after having traveled for such a long time enduring harsh weather and limited food, any whole in the ground where you could get warm bed and meal would seem like a dream. After meeting the austere and peculiar Count and after having some time to be aware of the place he was in, though, Jon begins noticing some weird facts. Dracula doesn't ever eat or drink with him; even though he says the servants announced some meal was ready or that some task had been done, Jon never sees anyone in the castle but the Count. More importantly, Dracula seems to always chose the most unconventional times to chat with him; it's always during the night - prolonged, in most cases, until sunup. All this strange events end up leading Jonathan to, for the first time in his life, contemplate the possibility of the paranormal really existing: "I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. Go keep me, if only for the sake of those near to me!". It was very interesting to see Jonathan's internal struggles leading him, slowly, to madness; he tries to come up with rational explanations to everything that he is experiencing in the castle, but, at some point, things are just too much. He gives up trying to be rational and embraces the possibility that something paranormal is going on: "[...] unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere 'modernity' cannot kill.". Stricken by heart-pounding fear for his life, he flees the castle.
At this point I was already in love with the way Stoker wrote this story. All the reports are given in the form of either letters sent from one character to another, or entries on personal diaries. As a result, I got a sense that the story was much more real. It certainly felt like it could be happening right at the time when I was reading it; had it been written as a narration, I think nowadays, more than a century later, reading this book would feel like reading a fairy tale, which is not the feeling it should give you at all, in my opinion. Anyway, from the point where Jon runs from the castle, the author sets his point of view aside for a long time. We are introduced a bunch of new characters. There is Mina, sweet and sharp-minded; Lucy, another sweet girl, though more innocent than Mina, and also her best friend. It's thanks to Lucy, though, that the other characters are introduced: Quincey, Arthur and psychiatrist Dr. Seward, her three potential fiances. At first, there is little or no relation between the five but common friendship; even from the moment Lucy finally decides on the one she wants to marry, the three gentlemen treat each other friendly enough.
As the story moves on, Lucy's old somnambulism problem,which for years had not evolved in intensity, leads her to disastrous misadventures through the night. Curiously, the symptoms start coming back right after a mysterious ship anchors on the port nearby, seemingly containing nothing but wooden boxes. Thankfully, Mina, who is living with Lucy and her mother, is able to protect Lucy from hurting herself when she notices the illness taking control of her friend. However, even Mina, sometimes, can't help noticing that Lucy is acting too uncharacteristically even for a person suffering from somnambulism: "She seemed, even in her sleep, to be a little impatient at finding the door shut, and went back to bed under a sort of protest.". Lucy's condition evolves to a point where she starts loosing her sanity due to the lack of sleep and fear of falling asleep: "How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams". More or less at the same time these events start happening, we are introduced to one of the final main characters: Mr. Renfield, a patient of Dr. Seaward's. Let me tell you, that guy is crazy as hell. He was first brought to the clinic for displaying symptoms of zoophagia, but all of a sudden he goes insane, speaking of a master who no one can see and referring to his approaching vengeance. Curiously enough, his paroxysms only happen during the night; during the day he is a quite common patient, even displaying clear signs of his intelligence and awareness to the world around him, sometimes. Anyway, it was very sad to see Lucy's condition evolving to a much more serious illness, but it was also because of this that my favorite character form this book was finally introduced: Dr. Van Helsing!
I liked everything about Van Helsing: his sense of humor, his unfailing hope in good - even if, sometimes, Stoker turned it into too much praise to religion, for my taste. The way his dialogues were written as to emphasize his accent was very fun to read. It's also through Van Helsing that the author brings to the story the so much needed clarity as to the sad events that are happening to Lucy and that already happened to Jonathan. It's thanks to him that everyone is reassured of their undamaged mental properties; he acts like a true father of the unlikely family that comes together to find and defeat the evil force that is turning everyone's life into a pit of pain. Speaking of that, it was very cool to watch Mina, Jon, Quincey, Arthur and Dr. Seward being introduced to the supernatural, and even more inspiring seeing them unite and share information in order to achieve the common goal of defeating their assailant. I couldn't help noticing how communication used to be so much more true, straight and efficient at that time. Nowadays, I think, were we burdened with the task of solving such a complex problem as a group, we would be lost among a tornado of tweets, messages and posts. When all the information gathered by the group leads them to the conclusion that all the ill doings are being made by something that they cannot accept or understand, Van Helsing only confirms what he already knew, (view spoiler) so he leads the group to the next step: taking care of the entity's extinction.
During their attempts, Mina finds herself surrounded by a group of men. It is natural, then, that the gentlemen try to protected her from being too exposed to danger, both physical and psychological; Jonathan, especially, acts very protective of her in lots of occasions: "I shall keep dark over to-night's doings, and shall refuse to speak of anything that has happened. I rest on the sofa, so as not to disturb her." Mina proves herself to be a very resilient young woman, though, helping them unfailingly throughout all the endeavor; she is very smart and doesn't get scared easily. Consequently, the whole group starts being brotherly attracted to her, as if she is the beacon of hope that protects them from going mad: "[...] our hearts were strengthened to work and endure for her." When, as a result of their negligence under pressure, Mina is left alone and acquires a strange illness, the whole party falls with her, their hearts melted by her condition. It leads to the scene that I most liked in the whole book, despite it being utterly tense and sad: "Even a skeptic, who can see nothing but a travesty of bitter truth in anything holy or emotional, would have been melted to the heart had he seen that little group of loving and devoted friends kneeling round that stricken and sorrowing lady, [...]". They don't ever give up, though, pursuing their assailant back to it's home, looking for his destruction. When the final moment comes, again Stoker surprised me with his talent of writing such believable characters, especially with his depictions of Van Helsing's feelings; I used to think of Van Helsing as the utmost bane of evil, a strong arm who would not ever fail at his task of ridding the world of its darkest creatures. I was wrong. Van Helsing, as every other human, is given his moment of giving up to his senses regarding the not so noble act of murder: "I, Van Helsing, with all my purpose and with my motive for hate - I was moved to a yearning for delay which seemed to paralyze my faculties and to clog my very soul."
Reading this book was an incredible experience. I always liked vampires a lot (the real ones, not the glittering ones), so reading one of the first works of classic literature where they were introduced to popular culture was lots of fun. I was astounded by Stoker's ability to create such vivid descriptions either of scenery and landscapes without leading to boredom. In fact, less than a week ago, while I was still reading this book, I happened to pass in front of the TV when I saw some landscape full of fallen leaves on the ground, distinct glades on a forest made of beech, little streams cutting through a land made of the greenest grass; I think: hey! I know this place! I've been there! It turned out to be a documentary about Romania which was being shown by a very popular TV channel here in Brazil. When the show-host said "Romania" I thought to myself: "Hmpf! Now I get it!" Without further ado, I will only discount a star from this book for I felt the story was being a little dragged on from the half of the book forward; I know how detail-oriented Stoker is, but I think he could have delivered the same effect with fewer "This is the third day, I spent it all lying here on the boat doing nothing, and now I'm writing on my diary." parts.
Interesting quotes that I didn't include in the review:
Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonorable peace; and the glories of the great races are as a tale that is told.
In selfish men caution is as secure an armor for their foes as for themselves
We learn from failure, not from success!
Now that you are willing to understand, you have taken the first step to understand.
The Last Passage [Spoiler Alert!]
We want no proofs; we ask none to believe us! This boy will some day know what a brave and gallant woman his mother is. Already he knows her sweetness and loving care; later on he will understand how some men so loved her, that they did dare much for her sake.
Reviewed by Ademilson Moraes (guest contributor).