Amanda has had enough of the city and its people. So she decides to take her family on an unscheduled holiday to a remote house on Long Island. Their peaceful retreat is disrupted by the unexpected return of the owners, a man and his daughter, who announce a widespread power cut and chaos in the outside world. From then on, things only get worse. As the two families try to overcome their differences and uncertainties about what is really going on outside, tension mounts, revealing the fragility of societal norms and raising questions about trust, race and the unknown future. It’s a nerve-wracking film, with music that lets you know throughout that things are going badly, and with a very surprising ending. Scary.
“We fuck each other over all the time, without even realizing it. We fuck every living thing on this planet over and think it’ll be fine because we use paper straws and order free-range chicken. And the sick thing is, I think deep down we know we’re not fooling anyone. I think we know we’re living a lie. An agreed-upon mass delusion to help us ignore and keep ignoring how awful we really are.”