When Sir Alfred made his original, he could have easily chosen to make it in color. He chose not to. Instead, he made a movie full of shadows and substances, shades of black and grey that blended to heighten our fear of the dark. Here, though, I honestly felt like I felt the first time that I saw the horrible colonized version of Casablanca . Nothing looked right.
Color only distracts from the growing fear.
You can't be as scared if your senses are being bombarded with reds and blues and greens, not in this film. Too much lies in the growing intensity of the script. Too much hangs on the audience's ability to get lost in the story, in the question of sanity. It's not a horrible movie, people, and don't think I'm saying it is. But it is not, despite all evidence to the contrary, a remake of the original.