Forget twinkly vampires and moody werewolves; Robert Eggers just brought the OG of gothic horror back to life, and the stars showed up looking like they raided Dracula’s runway. The world premiere of Nosferatu lit up Berlin’s Zoo Palast on Monday night (December 2), proving that even undead drama can serve high-fashion drama.
Who Bit It Best?
Aaron Taylor-Johnson arrived looking like a whole snack—well, maybe a six-course meal—in Giorgio Armani, with his ever-stylish wife, Sam Taylor-Johnson, also rocking Armani like it was their family crest. Bill Skarsgård, who plays the titular bloodsucker, smoldered on the carpet like a man who’s perfected the “I might drink your blood, or I might just brood” vibe. Emma Corrin, shimmering in Saint Laurent, redefined “goth chic,” while Nicholas Hoult gave us “I woke up like this… in Dior” realness. Even Willem Dafoe looked like he knew a secret we weren’t ready to hear—and honestly, isn’t that his permanent energy?
The Love Bites Are Real
Director Robert Eggers didn’t walk this haunted carpet solo. He brought along his wife, Alexandra Shaker, proving that behind every creepy auteur is someone whispering, “Yes, honey, that’s terrifying—go for it.” Meanwhile, Aaron and Sam proved their power-couple status yet again, smiling like two people who know they’ve already won the red carpet game.
What’s It All About?
The film itself promises to deliver spine-tingling chills and more gothic obsession than a teenager discovering Twilight for the first time. Nosferatu tells the tale of a haunted young woman, a stalker-y vampire who clearly skipped the whole “boundaries” seminar, and the chaos their toxic relationship unleashes. Think of it as the gothic version of “He’s just not that into you,” but with more blood.
Oh, and for those keeping track of star power, the movie also features Lily-Rose Depp, Ralph Ineson, and Simon McBurney—because apparently, Eggers didn’t want to leave any acting legends out of this.
Save the Date
Mark your calendars, because Nosferatu will sink its teeth into theaters on Christmas Day. Nothing says “holiday cheer” like a terrifying vampire tale, right?
Fashion FYI: If you must know—and let’s be honest, you must—Emma is slaying in Saint Laurent, Nicholas is killing it in Dior, and the Taylor-Johnsons are serving Armani realness. Somewhere, a fashion vampire is softly weeping tears of joy.
The undead are back, and they’re serving looks.
