Could have been so much better. Story starts off well, with interesting points about the way film present sweeps film past under the rug and an intriguing plot about the origins of a cursed film. Unfortunately these only show up in the framing device, once that's done so is most of the fun. Once we go back to the past we also lose a lot of the fun and the book becomes a game of "Match the skeleton to the closet to the thinly veiled fictional character" which really isn't that hard for anyone with more then a passing interest in classic horror, or anyone whose seen Ed Wood for that matter. The revelations aren't at really all that exciting and the whole thing has a feeling of been there done that. A great book remains to be written about this era, it's just not this one.