Seagull

The film constructs its dread through oppressive silence and the stark, off-season emptiness of its seaside setting. It relies on the protagonist's fragile psyche, blurring the lines between withdrawal-induced paranoia and a genuine external haunting, leaving the audience to question every shadow and sound.

What lingers after the credits is a deep-seated unease, the kind that makes you double-check locked doors. The horror here is a slow, psychological seep, not a jump-scare deluge. — MovieFinder Editorial