
*Premise spoilers*
*Note: right up top, don’t get anywhere near this movie if you have any type of seizure disorder. Flashing/strobe effects galore.*
This is a wild horror movie, and I still don’t know what to make of it. It’s interesting, it’s brutal, it only has six characters and yet is somehow kind of overstuffed, it’s weird and trippy, and it’s probably not as Capital-I Important as it thinks it is. But I found myself with oodles of affection for the two main characters and Joel Fry is fantastic in it, so here we are.
Dr. Martin Lowery volunteers for a supply run to see his former colleague, who’s been studying mushrooms and soil fertility in a national park outside Bristol. Alma, a park guide, leads him on the two-day trek through the forest to Dr. Wendle’s camp, but something is very wrong. No one’s heard from Dr. Wendle in months, and there’s something strange in the woods. Could it be connected to Parnag Fegg, the folkloric spirit of the forest?
This movie was filmed in 2020 and takes place during the pandemic, although the virus plays less of a narrative role within the film and more a thematic and practical one. When it comes to themes, the idea of isolation and disconnection is important, both among people and between humans and nature. We certainly look at the danger of being alone for too long. And as for the more practical function, I’m assuming COVID was a factor in making a movie with such a small cast out in the middle of nowhere—when I say it only has six characters, I mean literally six, and two of them aren’t even in it for very long.
The story? Honestly, I’m writing this review just after watching the movie, and I’m still trying to get my head around it. Like Requiem, it’s the sort of horror movie where it’s not immediately obvious if you’re dealing with purely human horrors or if there’s something supernatural in there too. The film comes at the central mystery from two angles, religious/mystical and scientific/natural, although elements of one bleed into the other. Unsurprisingly, Martin and Alma get tangled up in all of it, and their physically-taxing but predictable supply run becomes a dangerous headtrip full of nightmare fuel for the both of them.
Strong acting all around. I really love Ellora Torchia as Alma—Torchia looks familiar to me, but while IMDb shows me I’ve seen her in several things, I can’t really place her in them. Alma is hyper competent and half Martin’s size, and she’s determined to get him through this safely, come hell or high water. But for all her skills and toughness, she’s also not a superwoman. She gets terrified, she cries, and not all of her ideas for getting out of their situation pan out. In short, she’s amazing but human, and Torchia’s ground performance is just excellent. Reece Shearsmith, who I always think of first for his brief appearance as Patrick Troughton in An Adventure in Space and Time, is very good as Zach, a man Martin and Alma encounter living in the forest. He’s able to be creepy in this down-to-earth, almost nonchalant way, which keeps you feeling off-kilter throughout his scenes. Rounding out the main cast is Hayley Squires as Dr. Wendle. I’ll avoid spoilers on how she comes into play within the film, but Squires is very effective in the role. And since, again, the cast is so small, I’ll also mention John Hollingworth and Mark Monero, who are working out of the lodge on the edge of the forest where Martin quarantines at the start of the movie.
And then there’s Joel Fry as Martin. Oh Martin, my hurt/comfort babygirl! Even before all the creepy/trippy stuff really gets started, my man is having the worst week of his life. He’s cold and wet and doesn’t know how to put his tent together. On their trek, they have to keep stopping to rest because he’s spent the last fourth months stuck inside without exercise during a pandemic. When their shoes get stolen, he immediately cuts his foot, staggers through the woods on a makeshift crutch, and then cries as it gets stitched up.
Look, Martin is not equipped to handle any of this. He doesn’t have wilderness skills, survival skills, or street smarts, and once the creepy stuff does start going down, he’s freaked out basically the whole time. But he’s here, he’s trying, and he doesn’t want to die. And, wonderfully, he also really wants to be there for Alma in the way that she’s there for him. He doesn’t always manage it, but he comes through for her when it counts the most. As they go through this harrowing, bewildering experience together, their whole dynamic is great, and I love them both.
Something I love about Joel Fry is that his characters rarely cry in a “tough” or stoic way. The whole scene of Martin’s injured foot getting stitched up is so, so good. Horror fans might focus more on the creep factor of the situation or the gross shots of the gash in his foot, but throughout, I’m entirely focused on Martin: how he tries to brace himself but still instantly writhes in pain, how his hand shakes as he covers first his eyes, then his mouth, and how he whimpers as Alma gently tells him he’s doing really well. Just the fact that Martin cries when he’s scared or in pain—not only when he’s sad—is something you wouldn’t see a lot of male actors do. I love that Fry doesn’t shy away from giving us characters who are really sensitive. That’s so great to see, especially for a Black man.
While this is a more dramatic role, given all the horrors Martin is entangled in, Fry still brings some nice levity in moments. I adore this scene, early in the trek, when Martin and Alma are setting up camp. As he struggles with his tent, Martin keeps up a running commentary, mumbling, “Everyone’s good at something. Some people are good at some things, other people are good at other things. It’s normal. It’s completely normal. Grown up in a city, I don’t know how to do these things.” Then when Alma offers to help him, he looks over and exclaims, “You’ve finished yours?”, dropping his tent in his surprise. I already liked Martin, but this was the moment I knew I was going to love him.
Accent Watch
Maybe a tiny bit posher than Fry’s own accent? It’s hard to tell.
Recommend?
(Note: both of these are, again, with the big caveat of “not if you have any type of photosensitive disorder!!!”)
In General – Maybe. I still haven’t sorted it all out in my head, but the performances are great, the cinematography is stellar, and I do find it interesting.
Joel Fry – Oh yes! Martin, my beloved—this is another fantastic performance from Fry.
Warnings
Intense flashing/strobing effects, graphic violence, disturbing images, language, smoking, and strong thematic elements.

