Welcome to Bluewater, Tasmania—a mining town with no mine, where the population is ageing or leaving, and the future is a tenuous daydream. If something doesn’t change soon, there’ll be no town left to stay for.
So when a rich and charming count appears wanting to turn Bluewater’s fortunes around, it makes sense to invite him in, doesn’t it? And when strange accidents happen, vines grow healthy in barren soil and people start disappearing, that’s all fine too. Isn’t it?
Keziah Warner‘s darkly funny and chilling take on Nosferatu will have you twisting and turning in your sleep. Or your grave.