I picked this up after reading and having been genuinely chilled by Hill's recent 'The Man in the Picture', and was looking forward to a classic chiller involving a remote house, a young man sent to settle the affairs of the recently deceased Mrs Drablow, a windswept and misty marsh, family and town secrets, and a mysterious Woman in Black.
I was a little disappointed though. Written in what seems like a deliberately Victorian manner, there is a sense of wandering lines (even given the relative brevity of the book) syndrome. There is a long build up to a very quick climax in the final chapter as the intentions of the Woman become horrifically clear.
And that's the other problem - despite conjuring some creepy and slightly unnerving imagery, the actual truth of the Woman and her purpose isn't quite a mystery. Fans of the genre should be able to guess the outcome by about halfway through, which robs the book of it's power.
It's pretty good, just not quite as good as I had hoped.