
A Parisian couple decides to sell an unsanitary basement in their building. A very ordinary, nondescript man, Mr. Fonzic, shows up to buy it. Nothing unusual there, until the man moves into the cellar and makes it his permanent residence. The couple tries desperately to cancel the sale but to no avail. Worse, Mr. Fonzic becomes a threat to their family as he befriends their teenage daughter on whom he seems to exert a perverted influence.
This film feels like a slow-creeping dread, a quiet invasion that erodes your sense of safety. It’s the unsettling feeling of a stranger becoming too familiar, turning your home into a stage for psychological games.











