I've just finished Bram Stoker's Dracula. I enjoyed it in patches. The construction, as a series of interlocking reports and diary entries, was clever and intriguing, but the constant justification of this device - "I must try to recall every detail of what has passed" - quickly became wearing.
I found too, that I was overfamiliar with the story. Having seen a gazillion adaptations, I knew what was coming, and this undercut the carefully ramped up tension. At 450 pages, I couldn't help feeling that it could have been trimmed by a good one hundred pages without damaging the central story and themes.
Except for a couple of places, the sexual subtext that I was expecting was almost absent. Maybe it was just too subtle for me to detect.
All in all, a necessary read, but probably not one I'll repeat.
230 strict press @ 220; bodyweight+187 X 4 dips @ 180; 403 front squat @ 210; 10 000 push-ups.
Ignoring irrelevant credentials since I was 17.