Having lived on the Gulf Coast for several years, my awareness of voodoo/hoodoo was slowly piqued; first by a few trips to New Orleans, and then by my supervisor at work who was raised around voodoo growing up and somewhat still a participant.
It became apparent to me there were two kinds of voodoo: the authentic kind, (mostly originating in Africa, strange and superstitious but not particularly scary), and the fake, sensational kind that lures tourists into shops in the French Quarter expecting to see dolls stuck with pins, etc.
I thought this book served the purpose of satisfying one's curiosity about both kinds of voodoo. The intro does a good job of handling the awkward task of separating the real voodoo, practiced to varying degrees by thousands, from the sensational fiction stories that follow in the rest of the book. All of it was a lot of fun to read, especially for a big fan of short stories!