Flee the Light

Flee the Light very much has that pilot-for-a-supernatural TV series vibe to it, and this is not meant as a dig: it is what it is, and I found its non-patronising embrace of its generic terrain very endearing indeed. In many ways, it was actually something of a relief to have my hand held in such a way, and a reminder that not everything needs to be a challenge. It’s charming in a way that this film about the relationship between past and present and the role of women in that tug-of-war is evocative of 1990s textures, making Flee the Light a warm, snuggly although perhaps not wholly memorable way to spend eighty minutes.