An extraordinarily personal film, A Dark Song feels like a folk tale whispered to you at night while you sleep by person or persons unknown, recalled in vague half-remembered images and flashes of almost incomprehensible truths.

Imperfectly realized, but still worthy of its ambition.

An instant classic, the sort of film that will make you check under your bed at night and then amplify into terror the midnight creaks and 3am breezes that unsettle every house at times, most especially yours.

A slow and wrenching film which nonetheless lives up to the promise of its title.