Nooooo!
No Whitby = no credible Dracula. My problem remains that the title suggested extra-fidelity to the novel, but fudged it badly.
Delightfully bonkers in its own right nevertheless - the whole timely blood/AIDS subtext was interesting + (as you hint) some deranged accents to savour - but as I recall grumbling to the friend I saw it with (male and straight) , he got 3 voluptuous lady vampires to drool over, I got Keanu Reeve's left armpit. NO FAIR!
What a total waste of Hopkins too.