There aren't many movies around where you can find such incredible finesse as you find in Crimson Peak. A Victiorian, superbly made, with unique production design and costumes and greatly shot, film that marries the typical ghost story with a story of murder and love. A clearly filled with charm film that you can drink like a shot every single frame of it, that seems to have a very peculiar effect on the viewer of taking him back in time and making him really fantasize how it would be to be there on that specific moment. Crimson Peak is one of the real gems of the past years, a film terribly underrated, a movie that has a gentle, fragile touch, a touch of a troubled woman, a woman who can see ghosts. Ghosts are real as the protagonist says to us and we are left with a movie that really takes us by the hand on that miraculous journey where extreme beauty is been married to pure and evil ugliness. Crimson Peak is a movie that will stay with you for some time and even days, after it finishes, the images of that hill, that great mansion under decay filled with secrets and that red dirt that is surrounding it. Crimson Peak is a masterpiece of cinema, a masterpiece give to us by a fantastic filmmaker who here is like he has found his best self and he is producing a whole waterfall of emotions to the spectator, who sits petrified gazing at the endless beauty of a movie, that is here to steal and secure his heart in a place where... ghosts are real.
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