Nyctophobia

Sometimes, all you really need is a good cup of tea, a nice evening with friends, and a film like this. Watching Nyctophobia during a gathering honestly blew me away. It's been a long time since I've seen something this intense, this well-made, and this haunting.

I haven't felt fear like this in a movie for a while-but now I have. And even though it scared me, I couldn't stop watching. That's the kind of power this film holds. The way it shows fear-not just as something creepy or loud, but as something that slowly creeps inside you-is just brilliant. If someone really wants to understand fear, this is the movie they should watch.

The scary dialogue hit hard, adding to the mood perfectly. And the black and white visuals gave the film a unique and chilling feel that made everything stand out. It wasn't just horror for the sake of it-it was horror that meant something.

You can tell the people behind this film put a lot of care and hard work into it. The result is something rare and powerful. It doesn't need to be full of big effects or hype-it just knows how to leave a mark.

I would 100% recommend this film. It will give you chills. It will scare you. And just like me, you might find yourself wanting to watch it again-even if you're a little too scared,!

Nyctophobia looks stunning but doesn't have much narrative outside of the protagonist's struggle to break free from her nightmares and anxiety. By nature, experimental filmmaking doesn't require a narrative, but 90 minutes is quite a long time to not have a plot or character fleshed out beyond suffering from nyctophobia; casual viewers might find their attention waning after the first 30 minutes. Having said that, as an informative art piece, Nyctophobia succeeds at both representing symptoms of the disorder beyond just a fear of the dark and the general surreal nature of dreams and nightmares. The woman struggling to sleep peacefully, credited as Liz (Olivia Clari Nice), is dropped into many strange scenarios without much of a blink, rolling along with the dream "logic" even though it always roughly ends with masked figures blocking her path and even causing her harm. There's a recognizable pattern to her behavior and her dreams; there's even a sequence where she's taking a school exam, a common anxiety dream even for people without an anxiety disorder. All of this strangeness is sold through not only Nice's excellent physicality (there isn't much dialogue, so her body language takes center stage) but also through the overall look and sound of the film. The bursts of color throughout the otherwise black-and-white film are carefully measured, never feeling like too much, and the sound design is hypnotic, especially towards the end when Liz's sleep becomes more restful. While I do think it might have worked better as either a much shorter film or as the same length but with a more realized character, Nyctophobia is still a visually and aurally arresting piece for those into more arthouse films.

Seayoon Jeong's Nyctophobia is not just another indie horror experiment - it's a precise, slow-burning exploration of fear, memory, and the fragile boundary between reality and hallucination. Anchored by a minimalist yet haunting atmosphere, the film delivers a chilling experience that proves style and substance can thrive even in confined spaces.

The title, which refers to an intense fear of the dark, sets the stage for a narrative built almost entirely on psychological unease rather than cheap jump scares. From the opening frame, Jeong wastes no time establishing a tone of quiet dread. The film's lead - a woman struggling with trauma, isolation, and escalating paranoia - finds herself trapped in what seems like a safe domestic environment. But as night falls and the lights flicker out, the darkness becomes a character of its own.

What makes Nyctophobia compelling is how it uses the absence of light as a storytelling device. Jeong's direction is careful and deliberate, emphasizing shadows, negative space, and subtle sound design to suggest horror rather than show it outright. It's a smart and effective approach that harks back to the psychological thrillers of the '70s while maintaining a distinctly modern aesthetic.

Performance-wise, the film benefits immensely from its central actress (whose name deserves mention once the cast list is officially available). Her portrayal of escalating fear is nuanced - never over-the-top, yet deeply visceral. With minimal dialogue, she communicates a spectrum of emotions: dread, confusion, desperation, and ultimately, a resigned acceptance of her fate.

The cinematography is stark and claustrophobic, with tight shots and dim lighting that mirror the protagonist's deteriorating mental state. The editing is restrained, allowing scenes to breathe and tension to build slowly - a refreshing change from the frenetic pacing typical of mainstream horror.

That said, Nyctophobia may test the patience of some viewers. Its pacing is methodical, and those expecting constant thrills might find it too subdued. The narrative also leans heavily into ambiguity, especially in the final act, where reality blurs completely. But rather than feeling incomplete, this ambiguity enhances the experience, leaving space for interpretation and lingering unease.

Jeong's thematic exploration is subtly layered. Beyond its horror trappings, Nyctophobia touches on grief, trauma, and the unseen scars people carry. The darkness is not just literal - it's symbolic of unresolved guilt and the terror of confronting one's inner demons. This psychological underpinning gives the film surprising emotional weight.

In short, Nyctophobia is not bad at all - in fact, it's a striking and confident debut that suggests Seayoon Jeong is a filmmaker to watch. It may not reinvent the horror genre, but it respects it, and in doing so, it offers a thought-provoking experience for fans of atmospheric, introspective storytelling.

Nyctophobia offers a visually intense and emotionally charged look into the restless mind. Its stark black-and-white style, punctuated by sudden flashes of color, creates a dreamlike world shaped by fear and unease. While it occasionally drags with repeated imagery, the film's atmosphere and bold direction hold attention. It's less about telling a story and more about capturing a feeling-unsettling, anxious, and strangely beautiful. Though uneven at times, it leaves a lasting impression as a raw, artistic exploration of sleeplessness, anxiety, and the haunting cycle of intrusive, obsessive thoughts.

Nyctophobia is less a conventional horror film than a slow, surreal dive into the subconscious-a cinematic anxiety spiral wrapped in dream logic and drenched in atmosphere. Written and directed by Seayoon Jeong, the film follows Liz (Olivia Clari Nice), a young woman struggling with the titular fear of the dark. As insomnia eats away at her sanity, Liz slips into a dream world where childhood memories and nightmares blur, and nothing-especially not time or space-feels safe or linear.

What distinguishes Nyctophobia is its commitment to mood over plot. There's a confidence in how it lets its images and silences speak. Olivia Clari Nice gives a mostly wordless performance, grounded in physicality and expression. Her portrayal of Liz is both fragile and haunted, anchoring the film's more abstract elements in something deeply human.

The visual design is where Nyctophobia excels. From mannequin-filled classrooms to clown-faced authority figures, the film embraces a nightmarish surrealism that recalls Lynch or early Aronofsky, albeit with more heart and less edge. A carousel tunnel becomes a warping dream-puzzle, old televisions glitch with unsettling nostalgia, and color is used sparingly but pointedly-especially the saturated reds against grayscale backdrops. These touches give the film a lo-fi, arthouse texture that leans into the theatricality of dreams.

That said, not everything works equally well. The clown motif, while tied to childhood trauma, feels tired in the horror landscape-even if this isn't strictly a horror film. Some sequences, like the disco room or the exaggerated vintage costuming, can feel more style than substance. The symbolic layering-though rich in suggestion-never quite coalesces into a thematically deep interrogation of fear, memory, or trauma. You get a mood, a feeling, a sense-but not necessarily a revelation.

Still, Jeong's refusal to spoon-feed meaning is admirable. Nyctophobia trusts its viewers to sit with ambiguity, and while the pacing is slow and intentionally disorienting, the film remains visually engaging throughout. It's the kind of work that prioritizes sensation over narrative clarity, and for those receptive to its dreamlike rhythm, it offers something rare in indie psychological horror: an aesthetic and emotional experience over easy resolution.

In short, Nyctophobia is flawed, but fascinating. It won't be for everyone, but if you're drawn to introspective, visually expressive films that explore mental states through experimental storytelling, this one might just get under your skin. It's not just about fear of the dark-it's about understanding what that darkness contains.