A dark and atmospheric story of female friendship tested by deceit, betrayal and a terrifying past. Susan, outwardly confident and Becky, more fragile and shy, both in their late twenties, ...
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A dark and atmospheric story of female friendship tested by deceit, betrayal and a terrifying past. Susan, outwardly confident and Becky, more fragile and shy, both in their late twenties, are inseparable friends. But both women have secrets they have not shared, some recent, some long past and deeply buried. When, on a weekend trip to Dartmoor, they encounter the charismatic Chris, they are led into a web of mind games, sexual deceit and betrayal. As Becky's traumatic involvement in Chris' own damaged past is revealed, a psychological journey swiftly becomes a fight for survival.
I'm prejudiced when it comes to Dartmoor. It's my home, and I set my novels there, so when I discovered this little gem, I was quite delighted to see all my book locations so lovingly captured.
It's such a shame that Hollywood dominates everything these days. Little indy films like this, low budget and yet so quintessentially English, can't compete when put up against something with the money of, say, The Night Manager. This is a surprisingly good film, given it's probably only going to have a "made for TV" kind of exposure.
A well-crafted thriller, it's taut, keeps the interest, and had a few twists along the way I didn't see coming. I'm giving it ten because of its choice of location. The woods, the tors, the stream, the pool they swim in, the farm...I know them all very well. I swear I even recognised the small spider which appeared in one shot. Sue me; I'm homesick. I left Dartmoor to live in New Zealand. You can take the author out of the moors, but you can never take the moors ... 'nuff said.
Highly recommended for fans of Agatha Christie-style dramas and all homesick Devonians.
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