I have a few other volumes in the Annotated collection, ('Alice' 'Oz', and 'Hunting of the Snark') and I like them - I like them a LOT. They give all sorts of great background info, mixed with some entertaining speculations, and they really add to my enjoyment of books I already love.
This one, however, started to annoy me almost within the first few pages, then became more and more irritating, to the point that I found myself agreeing with Groucho Marx ("This is not a book that should be set aside lightly - it should be flung with great force"). I admit this may be a very personal thing, but I'm posting the review because if *I* feel this way, I'm sure I won't be the only one.
The author (or rather, annotator) begins with the rather nice idea that Dracula is a serious account disguised as a work of fiction. This idea appealed to me at first, and I still don't really have a problem with it. I don't even mind that so many of the annotations point out the inconsistencies and downright mistakes in the story. But the almost gleeful tone in which mistake after mistake is pointed out really got old very quickly for me.
It's not an exact comparison, but the main illustration that comes to mind is this: You're in a cinema, watching one of your favourite movies for the umpteenth time. And a couple of rows back, just loudly enough for you to hear, some smartass is keeping up a running commentary explaining how THAT'S just stupid because such and such is impossible, etc. etc. etc. ad nauseum.
I'm not saying that mistakes shouldn't be pointed out. In an annotated edition, of course they should. Maybe I just have some personality quirk that makes this writer continually rub me up the wrong way; Or maybe it's that so much time is spent (wasted?) on the idea that since this is a 'true' story the mistakes have to be explained away by piling fiction upon fiction.
In either case, sorry, but it just didn't work for me.
The volumes of Annotated Sherlock Holmes were next on my shopping list, but now I'm disappointed beyond belief to find that a) they're also by this writer, and b) he applies the same conceit that they're true stories (no doubt true stories with lots of mistakes that require his clever explanations). Well, no thanks.
If you love the original Dracula, you may love this, I suppose. But be aware that instead you may hate it.