The “PC Nonsense” (or if you prefer, the “perfectly normal updating of a 100+ year old novel thats mostly just a bunch of correspondence, per the style of a lot of 19th Century lit, to suit the trends of the modern era - like most of the hundreds upon hundreds of other adaptations did before it”.... and which is probably actually a lot closer in psycho-sexual themes to the intent of it’s potentially closeted author) was actually some of the best things in Moffat’s Dracula. Specifically Dolly Wells’ atheist nun Van Helsing, who as easily the most interesting character in the whole thing, despite them “fake out” killing her at least 4 different times....
The problem, in the end, was Moffat, who managed to Moffat the Moffaty feck out of the last episode in the most Moffy way imaginable, almost to Sherlock season 4 levels, disappearing up his own arse to a near incomprehensible degree.... which basically means almost a full hour of people standing in dramatically under-lit rooms trying to explain how clever the plot is to each other, and failing spectacularly, until the day is won through some random overly emotive linguistic maguffin that absolutely doesn’t work if you think about it for more than a minute afterwards....Which was a shame, ‘cos I can like a lot of his work, and thought episode 2 was actually rather good.
Shat the bed though.
But if you liked Claes Bang, I’d recommend the Swedish existentialist modern art film The Square, which I assure you is a lot less wanky than that sounds....