The intriguing question raised by this film is why Daniel Radcliffe signed up for it in the first place. Surely the former Harry Potter has accumulated enough gumption (not to mention sufficient cash) to be able to turn down a role in a standard screamer.
But, no. Here’s Dan creeping about in an isolated, fog-enshrouded mansion in the middle of the night, letting the audience peer behind him, waiting for that shadow to move.
For the record, here’s the plot. It’s England in the 1920s. Dan plays recently-widowed young lawyer Arthur Kipps, forced to leave his young son in care of a nursemaid in order to go and tidy up the affairs of a recently-deceased client who lived in said isolated mansion built on an isthmus outside a remote Yorkshire village where a mysterious entity is killing children. Got it? Good. Now you don’t have to go see the movie.