You’ve seen missing-person thrillers. Sirat isn’t one. Óliver Laxe’s Cannes contender opens with a teaser that’s less “find the girl” and more “descend into madness”—set to the pulsating heartbeat of Morocco’s rave underworld.
The Surface Plot vs. The Hidden Path
On paper, Sirat follows a father (Sergi López) and son hunting for their vanished daughter/sister at a desert rave. But that title—Sirat—whispers the truth. In Islam, it’s the razor-thin bridge over hell, a metaphor for moral reckoning. The teaser’s visuals? Sun-bleached mountains, strobe-lit chaos, and López’s hollow stare. This isn’t a rescue mission. It’s a test.
Laxe’s Hypnotic Griminess
Laxe’s past films (Fire Will Come) thrive on silence and spiritual dread. Here, he swaps rural Galicia for Morocco’s electronic wasteland. The teaser’s most chilling moment? A wide shot of ravers dancing under a blood-orange sky—while the camera lingers on a lone figure stumbling through the crowd. No dialogue. Just the hum of bass and existential weight.
Why Cannes Will Crave This
Cannes adores films that blur faith and fury (see: The Zone of Interest). Sirat‘s teaser drips with both—a father’s love warped by obsession, a son’s loyalty fraying at the edges. And that final shot? A flicker of a girl’s face in the crowd. Or a mirage?
Would you cross Sirat‘s bridge for family? The full film premieres at Cannes 2025—but this teaser already feels like a dare.
