Nothing but skin and bones...
Considering its evocative title, this film is rather dull. It is based on two stories by master of horror Clive Barker: The Book of Blood and On Jerusalem Street. Ironically, the end result feels incomplete and lacks inspiration. It’s very stylistic but it’s an empty shell. It’s no better or worse than your average haunted house movie. Whatever potential this story possesses feels unexplored.
Book of Blood is skillfully made. The photography, the score and the gore are well executed. The directing is irreproachable. It’s the storytelling that’s weak. The good parts leave you wanting more. We never get satiated. The deeper we venture into this, the more confusing things get. Besides, what’s with all these hallucinations? Someone went nuts in the editing room.
This is a cool film with striking imagery. That being said, it’s all ambiance and no substance. Ninety percent of it is shot in the dark, so we’re pretty much always on our guard, yet not much happens. It can be an excruciating watch if you’ve got high standards or if you're looking for Clive Barker's nihilist flavor. In the end, it’s just another ghost story.