You know that feeling when you just can’t shake off the vibe of a movie days after watching it? That’s exactly how I felt after checking out “The Daughter Of Evil,” or as some might call it, “The Blackcoat’s Daughter”. Man, this flick is like a dark, eerie Smörgåstårta—layer upon layer of suspense and strange yet fascinating flavors.

The movie takes us through chilling New England winters, kinda like an endless Swedish November, all grey and cold, where the supernatural feels too close for comfort. The plot feels like slowly sipping through a cup of lukewarm Glögg—familiar but unsettling. Two girls, left alone at a boarding school during winter break, encounter creepy priests and odd phone calls, kinda like those mysterious phone guys selling Göteborgs Rape under the table (not that I’d know anything about that).

Directed by Oz Perkins, whose style is pretty nifty, the movie wraps its tale in a gloomy, almost suffocating atmosphere. Is it the winter blues, or just genuinely unsettling stuff? Sometimes I’m not sure. And the score—oh boy, the music is the kind of haunting tune that sticks in your head like the theme to “Fem Myror Är Fler Än Fyra Elefanter”, but, y’know, more sinister.

I remember a day back in ’97 when I visited an old manor in Skåne during mid-January. The silence of the big empty rooms with its faint echo felt a lot like the eerie emptiness in this film. Sometimes, nothing is scarier than silence echoing your thoughts.

Not every moment hits home, though. Some parts drag, like waiting for that bus in pouring rain, but the mystery keeps you hugging the edge of your IKEA chair. Check out the trailer and decide if you’re up for the ride, The Daughter Of Evil (aka The Blackcoat’s Daughter).