Oh my, I could present an hour long thesis on my hatred of Constance: how she replaced a mournful/menacing bride with unclear motives to a cackling, ham fisted, pun spewing, not-open-for-debate murderess. How the effect is a projection on a styrofoam wig model head one could purchase at their local beauty supply shop...
If it were up to me, I’d bring back beating heart, the original rod puppet mirror ghosts, and make the interactive queue either wind up at the nearest landfill or be placed at the exit for children as an optional experience. And I’d finally let Hattie make his debut.