The lack of spoken dialogue just adds to the chilling nature of the film. And even though it was in the afternoon with the lights on when I first watched it, seeing Count Orlok's shadow creeping up the stairs had chills running down my back. As did the terrible (though really fantastic considering it's from the 20s) graphics that depicted him slithering out of his casket to enter the Hutters' house. I think the Nosferatu silhouette gets used way too much when a lot of people won't understand just where it came from, particularly this younger generation. I may technically be a part of that younger generation since I'm in my twenties, but that just makes me appreciate this original horror film even more. If you want a good horror film that will genuinely freak you out, I recommend Nosferatu.