It starts off like "Well this is fun...Victorian horror, how quaint!" Before long it grabs you by the back of the neck and starts to mess with you. By the time you're done with it, you'll never be comfortable hanging out with a Romanian again.
Maybe 3.5 stars. Very creepy at parts, but a tad to fussily-victorian, and I felt the ending was a bit, um, heavy-handed agenda-driven. Couldn;t get past Christopher Lee when reading this.