A Cottage on Dartmoor

In the gentle haze of a Devon seaside town, a modest barber shop doubles as a small community hub. The shop’s worn wooden floors and the soft clang of scissors echo against the backdrop of sweeping moorland, where the sea wind carries whispers of old tales. Within these walls, the everyday routines of haircuts and nail polish become a quiet stage for longing and unspoken rivalry, set against a landscape that feels both intimate and unforgiving.

The shop’s assistant, Joe, moves with a practiced confidence, his hands steady from years of shaping hair. Beneath his calm exterior, he harbors an intense admiration for the manicurist who works alongside him. Sally is talented and precise, her work a small act of artistry that draws the attention of every patron who slides into the chair. For Joe, the fixation grows beyond professional respect, shimmering with a yearning that he cannot quite name.

When a young farmer named Harry begins to visit for regular shaves and occasional manicures, the dynamic shifts. Harry’s easy smile and genuine interest in Sally spark a connection that seems to blossom amid the shop’s otherwise routine cadence. The trio’s interactions are laced with polite conversation, lingering glances, and an undercurrent that hints at something fragile beginning to fracture.

The film lingers on this triangle, letting the moody Devon atmosphere and the claustrophobic intimacy of the shop amplify the characters’ internal tensions. A sense of inevitable confrontation hangs in the air, as each character wrestles with desire, jealousy, and the quiet desperation to be seen. The tone remains measured, balancing the pastoral charm of the setting with a growing sense of unease, inviting the audience to wonder how far the quiet obsessions of a small town can truly go.

Last Updated: December 05, 2025 at 10:22