Surviving rape is the underlying theme of Maeve Murphy's romantic drama. Katie (Cara Seymour) and Sheamy (Scot Williams) meet one night at a London folk club, but their mutual attraction is stymied by memories, near and distant, of traumatic sexual violence.
The film's message of "healing" couldn't be more sincere, but it can't cover for the awkward staging, cheap lighting and stilted script. And the "reveal" of Sheamy's identity is inept: who but a narcissist would carry a photograph of himself in his wallet?
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