Arriving at a small English town, backpacker Christina Ricci is promptly run over by a car. Despite the impressive impact, she seems unharmed, apart from a complete loss of memory. The woman who hit her takes her in, and Ricci promptly bonds with the children, especially the little boy, who, like her, sees scary things at night. Meanwhile, the kids’ father (Stephen Dillane) is investigating a long-buried 1st Century church nearby, whose crucifixion scene is disturbingly out of whack. Ominous hints gather.
When the mystery is revealed, it is accompanied by a twist unlikely to surprise anyone with even a passing familiarity with horror films. Fortunately, the film doesn’t stand or fall on that telegraphed twist, which furthermore sets up the climax, rather than BEING the climax. The film’s central idea, though, is an interesting one, and the execution is nicely understated. This isn’t a classic in the making, but as an atmospheric little horror tale, it acquits itself honourably.
The sound design is nice, though it won’t rock anyone’s world. The sense of environment by way of surround effects is there, but quite low key (some nice work done with the wind, though, in at least one scene). The score is effective, with the jolt cues being very loud indeed. The dialogue is clear and undistorted.
The colours are very naturalistic – almost to the point of being a bit bland. There is a bit of edge enhancement, but one has to look for it, and it doesn’t really interfere with viewing enjoyment. The blacks are good, and the picture is never murky. Overall, the look of the film is as understated as its tone, and in this respect, they are a good match.
None beyond a few trailers.
Nothing special, exactly, especially when it comes to the disc, but still worth a rental.