A 68-minute descent where ambition curdles into something far worse.
Acting
Bouyaghroumni's unraveling is so natural you forget you're watching a performance.
Direction
Mawla stretches 68 minutes into what feels like a fever dream.
Director
Sharif Abdel Mawla
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Made with support from Rotterdam's Arab Film Festival, reflecting Netherlands' emerging North African filmmaking voices.
The casting couch trope gets inverted—here the horror isn't sexual but existential, trading bodily dignity for artistic validation.
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