
“You must admit, you brought this on yourself.”
When Ann, husband George, and son Georgie arrive at their holiday home they are visited by a pair of polite and seemingly pleasant young men. Armed with deceptively sweet smiles and some golf clubs, they proceed to terrorize and torture the tight-knit clan, giving them until the next day to survive.
This is a chillingly detached and deeply unsettling experience, designed to provoke and confront. It feels like a clinical dissection of violence and the audience's role, building a suffocating sense of dread through its deliberate, unflinching gaze. The atmosphere is one of inescapable, polite savagery.

















