A couple are looking for their child who was lost in the tsunami - their search takes them to the dangerous Thai-Burmese waters, and then into the jungle, where they face unknown but horrifying dangers.
Lucas and Clementine live peacefully in their isolated country house, but one night they wake up to strange noise... they're not alone... and a group of hooded assailants begin to terrorize them throughout the night.
Why do women stay in violent relationships even when they have been abused for a long time? We experience the daily lives of three women with different backgrounds as the camera takes on ... See full summary »
As serial killer Lothar Schramm lies dying in his own blood, horrific memories of his miserable life of paranoia, self-harm and rejection flash before his eyes. A tragic look into the mind of a serial killer.
Florian Koerner von Gustorf,
Best friends Marie and Alexia decide to spend a quiet weekend at Alexia's parents' secluded farmhouse. But on the night of their arrival, the girls' idyllic getaway turns into an endless night of horror.
Beautiful, and with a loving boyfriend by her side, the Parisian marketing consultant, Esther, is a successful young woman who seems satisfied with her life, until a profound laceration in her leg caught her attention. Indeed, underneath this elaborate façade, Esther conceals a more compulsive self, who, little by little, begins to develop an enthralling and equally compelling fascination for the taste of her flesh, burrowing deeper and deeper into an unknown realm of self-mutilation and dreadful cannibalistic pleasure. Now--as the blind primitive impulses devour Esther--her ever-growing fits of fetishistic self-consuming rage, inevitably, will become noticeable to everyone, and above all, to her worried boyfriend. However, he, too, stands powerless before troubled Esther's unsatisfied cravings. How deep must she cut to discover the truth?Written by
The Belcourt Cinema in Nashville warned ticket holders that they would not get a refund if they left the theater as In My Skin, a creepy French quasi-horror film about a girl who cuts into her body, played -- no matter how much they protested. Three people left the theater and one girl looked to be crying. I got light-headed, my forehead felt hot, my stomach wanted to void its contents, and my brain wanted me to flee -- and that was when she went to see the doctor about the cut on her leg. (I had to close my eyes and calm my thoughts for about a minute.) The wound was nasty but it was nothing compared to what she did to herself later. Most of the cutting happened off-camera which on made her actions more gruesome because the imagination had been activated. Just the sound alone was enough to make me cringe. When I slept later that night a nightmare haunted me. My leg was craved of all it flesh and muscle until nothing was left but bone. Yes, this movie truly disturbed me worse than anything I've ever seen. Worse than Texas Chain Saw Massacre or Hellraiser -- mainly because In My Skin was done as a real film. No, serial killers or demons from Hell, just a girl with mental problems.
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