In Fear
Don’t fear the dark, fear what it hides.
Headlights cut through Irish rain, a gate groaning shut behind. Two tourists lost on narrow lanes, headstones leaning close. A radio crackles with whispers. A maze of high hedges blocks every turn, boots sinking in mud. Something moves ahead. The headlights die. A taut trio of location-based dread, soaked in folk terror.
Regie Jeremy Lovering · Drehbuch Jeremy Lovering