Sporting stubble that telegraphs, “The boy wizard is now a man,” Daniel Radcliffe makes a serious bid for a post-Harry Potter career in The Woman In Black, playing a young lawyer whose attempts to settle the estate of a recently deceased old woman are complicated by a series of strange, ghostly occurrences. Of course, this grown man is also still playing with dolls—the sort of creepy, inherently evil-looking figurines that make you want to burn down an FAO Schwarz, just to be safe. Add to that a trio of spooky, dead-eyed little girls and a music box that never stops its ominously twinkling tune, and it looks like Radcliffe will spend this movie being plagued by images of childhood in a sort of symbolic embodiment of his future career. But even removed from that context, it’s plenty spooky on its own.