Felidae

In a rain‑slick, decaying mansion on the outskirts of a quiet city, a sharp‑tongued domestic cat named Francis arrives with his owner, the introspective writer‑archaeologist Gustav Löbel. The house exudes an oppressive ambience, its air tinged with a faint chemical scent that seems to whisper of hidden histories. From his first steps on the creaking upper floor, Francis feels the weight of secrets pressing against the walls, a feeling that sharpens his natural curiosity and sardonic humor into a restless drive to understand the place he now calls home.

Within this looming residence, Francis quickly encounters an eclectic cast of feline residents. A grizzled, one‑eyed Maine Coon known as Bluebeard offers a fatalistic, world‑weary perspective, his rough exterior softening only in brief moments of unexpected camaraderie. A blind tabby named Felicitas navigates the shadows with an eerie serenity, hinting at deeper currents that bind the cats together. Elsewhere, the reclusive tech‑savvy elder Pascal keeps meticulous records of the household’s feline population, while the enigmatic Joker presides over a hushed, almost ritualistic gathering that suggests a mythic undercurrent to the everyday lives of the cats.

The film unfolds as a moody, atmospheric thriller told through the eyes of a cat who balances cynicism with an instinctual hunger for answers. Its tone blends gritty noir sensibilities with a haunting, almost gothic feel, punctuated by moments of dark humor and fleeting tenderness. As Francis delves deeper into the mansion’s labyrinthine corridors and the strange social fabric of its feline inhabitants, the audience is drawn into a world where every whispered meow and flickering shadow may conceal a larger, unsettling truth waiting to be uncovered.

Last Updated: November 25, 2025 at 15:16