The Woman in Black

We recently received our latest offering from LoveFilm and I was disappointed to see that the nearest and dearest had selected The Woman in Black which had clearly been meticulously timed to arrive for the Halloween celebrations.  Between the mania of half-term and an over abundance of bumph mail, we totally forgot about the DVD and only managed to sift it out of the postal pile and sit and watch it this weekend.

The film is only rated 12A so clearly I had nothing to be concerned about as I am not a fan of viewing various tones of grey and black set against ominous minor tones, but I knew from the first 5 seconds of the film that this was not going to be anything like Harry Potter and I would have to put a brave face on and try not to “poop” myself.

This film is certainly not a 12A in my opinion and anybody who feels that their youngster would be ok watching the film must be living in a different world to me.  True, there is no violence in the film, no swearing and no showing of the dreaded “flesh” but dear God…..the gothic imagery of the “toys” was akin to watching Chucky and on times I felt it was more like watching a Victorian episode of 28 Days Later with all the pale dead children floating around the place.

The weird thing is that whilst I have no intention of ever wishing to watch the film again, it was the first time in ages that my body literally came alive due to the hairs on my nape going vertical with fear.

If you enjoy the slow burn of terror and are not bothered about ghosts, shadows, mist and going to bed on your own without a dog in the house – this might well be worth a watch.