Blood Creek, a occultist Nazi thriller, was marketed as a low-budget "indie" project directed, by all people, by Joel "brutally untalented" Schumacher. One can infer that we're meant to see Blood Creek as a relatively subtle return to form for Schumacher, though what form we're talking about here is a bit nebulous (I assume Tigerland, but honestly, did anyone think that a war movie would ever be considered a sign of indie street cred for the guy that did the movie version of Phantom of the Opera).
Blood Creek effectively forfeits subtlety when it opens with an absurdly straight-faced flashback to an old German-American family during WW2, who are asked by Hitler himself to host a crazed occultist while he conducts some, ahem, research in America. From there, it tries to sober up and hit the ground running with the story of two brothers, one a war vet and the other a doctor, that join forces to stop the now-immortal Nazi scientist - but there's no saving a film that takes a daft premise so seriously.
Comparatively speaking, Blood Creek is less jarring than, say, Batman and Robin, but that doesn't mean much in the long run. Schumacher is still a hack except that now, his style of filmmaking looks heavily sedated. Say what you want about Schumacher's Bat-tastrophes but at least they were ballsy enough to go after an unsound and condescending vision of the character that was all Schumacher's own. Blood Creek could just be generic Syfy Channel gunk if it were any fun. As it is, it's self-serious dreck with a lot of wasted potential for cheap campy yuks.
