FILM: The Woman In Black

I had no problem - unlike others who were disgruntled by the fact that the former Harry Potter actor didn’t burst into the ill-lit dingy rooms of the haunted house brandishing a wand and bellowing ‘EXPELLIARMUS’ - in adapting my perception of Daniel Radcliffe in this film. Although learning the script must have been a doddle due to the general lack of dialogue throughout, I felt his acting convincing enough to be involved in and convinced by the narrative.

Which brings me to admit that yes, I was petrified to the point of contorting up against my boyfriend like I had been struck by full-body cramp during the many tension filled points, and squeezing his hand to the extent that I afterwards had to apologise. It’s a typical ghost story, stuffed with many of the thrills and conventions that define that genre; but here they are expertly executed.

By the roll of the credits it felt like I’d had an encounter with a dementor.