The cliche I love when reading a ghost story is how at the start the narrator mentions how at first he didn't believe in the supernatural. As the ghost story unfolds, it becomes apparent that supernatural things are afoot. So that by the end, the narrator readily believes the unbelievable.

Crimson Peak opens with the heroine of the film saying just that. But it is the end of the ghost story. So Crimson Peak unfolds to tell you about the ghosts. But it ends up, she's known ghosts all her life.

This film is really predictable. You know where it is going once the characters show up. The brother, the sister. Yes, that will happen. The dead mother. The long lost wives. The many places visited. You know they all feed into the story. The only thing is that love does bloom which is hard to believe.

It's not a bad movie. It was just marketed wrong. It is as the narrator had said a story with ghosts. It is not a horror flick, but a gothic tale with ghosts in it. Victorian but with ghosts in it. Del Toro should never have shown the creepy crawly ghost and left it all to our imagination.

3 of 5 stars.

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