Could Dracula have picked a less sexy title than "A Whiff of Sulfur"? Not sure that's what anyone wants to have on their minds when being transported to Dracula's den of pleasure, even if it is taking place during one of the filthiest times in London's history. Something odorous, however foul, might have livened things up a bit, though -- Dracula continues to be so sure of its own import that it seems to be missing the fact that it's wholly ridiculous. Though Grayson quieted down about his alternate energy sources this week, there was plenty left to leave us snoozing. Hit the jump to find out if Dracula can overcome its weaknesses. I could not help but again this week compare Tom Mison (Ichabod Crane) in Sleepy Hollow to Jonathan Rhys Meyers (Grayson/Dracula) in Dracula. Mison oozes an affable nature and charm -- he's sexy, though not necessarily seductive. His Ichabod is a guy who juggles humor and seriousness evenly, and is the sort you'd want to have a beer with (at the very least). Meyers though is unrelentingly intense. Grayson is strange and off-putting. He's seductive, but oddly not sexy. And Meyers is chewing up way too much scenery through his overacting. Yes, Dracula is supposed to be a monster. But how did he go from a bloodthirsty Vlad the Impaler, just awakened from the dead hissing like a rabid cat, to the debonair business man he purports to be later on? It doesn't fit. "A Whiff of Sulfur" was also an exercise in tropes. Laurent is creeping around and has a secret … ...
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