Here, we watch Jenna drawing creepy sketches in her notebook - scarier than anything she actually faces - and freaking out when she imagines being followed by a pale man with sunken eye sockets. Frankly, it’s strange to get short stories with so many loose threads and dead ends as these, considering that other anthology formats (like “The Twilight Zone”) strip away all the excess material and focus on efficiency. Jenna suffers from something called misophonia - a hatred of sound - and Braga has fun amplifying noises that would be inaudible to others, like people chewing and whatever it is she hears scratching under the floor and behind the walls.ĭetails like these are intriguing but tend not to add up in any coherent way. The most significant screen time goes to Jenna (Britt Robertson), a traumatized college dropout who escapes from home rather than be sent to “the Farm,” where, she says, the only vegetables they grow are the patients. Truth be told, it’s hard to predict where these stories might be going because the characters are so vaguely defined to begin with. Though the film doesn’t draw from the actual “Books of Blood” so much as from fresh contributions from Barker’s imagination, Braga stays true to this core idea while spinning it in a way that won’t be entirely predictable to devotees.
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