It’s a very rare thing to have intimate, character-focused dramas make us nauseous, squirm, and take in imagery we hope to never see again. That’s stuff for snuff films and horror, right? Wrong as that's where we are taken with Luna Carmoon’s debut feature, Hoard, which premiered at the Venice Film Festival before coming home to London. With it, she goes to places where films like these are usually too afraid to go. Settings are covered in filth, rat kings, and so much spit you could drown. Carmoon is focused on delivering visuals that will shock and disgust. But underneath it all lies a layer of weighty material, waiting to be used to tell a better story. Instead, these images are in the foreground of a compelling tale of grief, mental illness, and the past catching up with you when they should be in the background.