Roadkill

In the rolling green of rural Ireland, a group of six friends set out in a battered RV, chasing the promise of open roads and the simple joy of togetherness. Their journey threads through mist‑laden valleys, ancient stone walls, and lonely roadside cafés, a landscape that feels at once timeless and unsettling. The soundtrack is the hum of the engine and the distant call of seabirds, while the ever‑present fog hints that the country hides stories older than the travelers themselves.

At the heart of the adventure are Kate, a determined driver with a restless spirit, and her ex‑boyfriend Ryan, whose quiet confidence masks lingering tension. Joel, Kate’s brother, balances loyalty and sarcasm, offering a steadying presence amid the group’s banter. Hailey brings a bright, impulsive energy that often pushes the party toward spontaneous detours, while Chuck provides a grounding practicality, keeping the RV’s wheels turning and the group’s plans in check. Tommy—the jokester with a hidden depth—adds laughter to the long stretches, and Anita rounds out the circle with her keen intuition, often sensing the unseen undercurrents of the road.

Their carefree romp takes a dark turn when an inadvertent collision with an elderly woman sets off a sinister chain of events. A band of wandering gypsies mutters a curse that awakens something ancient—a terrifying, winged creature from myth that begins to stalk the travelers with relentless intent. The atmosphere shifts from light‑hearted road‑trip camaraderie to a claustrophobic hunt, where every mile forward feels like a step deeper into a living nightmare. As the group confronts the uncanny menace, the Irish countryside becomes a character in its own right, its mist and stone echoing with an ominous, almost primal dread. The film balances the intimacy of friendships tested against fear with a haunting, atmospheric horror that lingers long after the engine fades.

Last Updated: October 07, 2025 at 13:31