John Landis recreates a terrific eerie atmosphere in the dark moors of Wales and moves it down to London without losing the film's credibility. I was afraid that the werewolf would turn out to be clumsy and plastic but fortunately this was not the case largely thanks to the special effects.
Essentially the ending is great. No prolonged outro'ing or other nonsense. Clean cut and off to a couple of beers. That a boy, John!
Oh, how I love thy horror films embracing the mysticism of pagan rites in diabolic woods, conservative Christians seeking help not from each other but from God. Generally, this kind of plot setting is susceptible to go wrong but The Vvitch makes it interesting by placing a lot of credibility on the film's characters, their use of language and adorably low-saturated - even ghastly - colors.