On November 1982 little Maddie Anderson goes missing. A year later, on the anniversary of her disappearance, her family gather to remember her, having just had a memorial service minus a body. It’s obviously a sad time for all, but it’s made worse when strange lights appear in the sky and other members of the family begin to vanish.
Director Carl Strathie certainly knows how to play with his audience. He almost insidiously manoeuvres a story of a grief-stricken family dealing with tragedy into something bloodcurdlingly terrifying. The first contact is simply a solitary orange light moving through the trees, but it is its strangeness in movement that grabs the audiences attention. I myself found the hairs on the back of my arm stand up at this moment.