‘Crimson Peak’ perfect if you enjoy repulsive and boring

[...] the arrival of “Crimson Peak” is good news.

There are lots of excellent movies in theaters right now and more on the way, so it helps simplify matters to have a movie out there you can feel really great about missing.

[...] do it tonight:

Take off your shoes, sit back in a cushy chair and concentrate on the fact that, at that very moment, other people are watching “Crimson Peak,” and you’re not.

Director Guillermo del Toro has a penchant for the physically repulsive — he’s like David Cronenberg but lacking the one element that guides and redeems Cronenberg’s vision: genuine neurosis.

A minute later we meet our first ghost, a black skeleton in an elaborate black dress, and with long, leathery, tapered black fingers.

[...] every time she’s alone and relaxed, there’s a weird grinding or groaning sound, and before she knows it, a red, naked thing, half covered in flesh and with big holes in its skull, is coming up through the floorboards and charging at her.

Father takes an instant dislike to the handsome English lord (Tom Hiddleston) who is courting his daughter, and he doesn’t much like the lord’s weird sister, Lady Lucille, played with big-eyed, unblinking intensity by Jessica Chastain.

Watching Chastain channel her inner Joan Crawford is no reason to see “Crimson Peak,” but the spectacle of a generous and abandoned actress going for broke makes the last half almost bearable.