Film

Spiral

Name: Spiral
Genre: Drama
Released: 2021
Cast: Sofiene Mamdi, Constantin Leu, Cécile Fisera, Julien Romano, Solène Salvat

Drama
Very dark

A young actor in freefall—drugs, alcohol, self-destruction—writes a semi-autobiographical screenplay to save himself. He gets a revered director to helm it, then submits to a grueling process where the film's script absorbs his actual life. Intimate, raw, and deliberately blurred between performance and confession. For anyone who's watched artists weaponise their damage.

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