A young adult returns to his island home for a funeral and is caught up in shady goings-on. Like most films of this style, the drama works best before the motives are revealed, but this does well to keep the tension to the end. The subject matter pulls few punches.
There are some clunky stereotypes and the script does not always flow, but the locations are used to build a satisfying air of claustrophobia. Limited budget means the cliffs that are central to the story never actually appear, and it is difficult to locate the island geographically - a Shropshire mini cab is presumably used to start the protagonist's journey, not end it.
Although the sound recording has alarming echoes during indoor scenes - some soft furnishings would have helped - the incidental music punches above its weight and lends the film a professionalism it perhaps didn't earn. Incidentally, not the film's fault but the Prime subtitles are appalling.
At almost two hours, the runtime could have been trimmed quite a bit but holds the attention effectively for most of its length. A surprisingly large cast for such a low budget can make it tricky to remember who is who. Overall, though, a good effort with credit to the crew for a job well done.