The Hollow

Synopsis: It's Halloween eve on Shelter Island, and the small town is preparing for a killer storm. But the dark clouds gathering over the island are bringing with them a curse a hundred years in waiting. As the woods give birth to an ungodly and insatiable creature of fire, bones, and earth, three sisters must scramble to stay alive through the long dark night of the Hollow. For it's not something you can kill. It's only something you can try and survive.
Genre: Horror
Director(s): Sheldon Wilson
  2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
3.6
NOT RATED
Year:
2015
85 min
144 Views


...the accountants who look after Ireland

don't see forest like that at all.

And subsequently Greece isn't the only

member of the Poor Eurozone club

to consider selling off bits of

its environment to make some money.

But this would leave Ireland

as the only country in the developed world

without a publicly-owned forest.

And it isn't even as though

it's going to get rich out of it.

Hence the backlash we experienced today

at the Free Our Trees rally.

Those parasites can show up and try

but I'll tell you one thing for sure

over our dead bodies

will they take our trees from us!

Yeah.

There's enough trees to keep Daddy

busy until you're all grown up.

I know.

I like it, too.

A lot of them are gonna have

to come down, Finn.

Yeah.

It's sad.

Alright. Let's get you back to Mom.

Iggy!

Iggy!

Hey, come on, Finnball.

Let's go and find Iggy.

Iggy!

Iggy!

Iggy!

Yeah.

What do you think of that, Finn?

Hey.

What's going on?

Don't tell Mom.

Sh*t!

I'm sorry, Mr. Donnelly. He's not here.

You can come in and wait if you like.

He's in the forest again, is he?

- He's trespassing.

- It's his job, Mr. Donnelly.

It's dangerous for him...

and the little one.

I'm sorry. I'll make sure my husband

stops by your farm first thing tomorrow.

Tonight.

He comes to see me tonight.

- Christ! When did you get home?

- Just got in. Can you take Finn?

- Colm is out there. Go talk to him.

- No, not today.

Why? Adam, please just go,

buy him a pint and hear him out.

Tried that. Still not mates.

That's the third time since we moved here.

He's creeping me out.

Look, they're just words.

He's just not happy they're selling

the forest, neither am I.

But I have work to do

and he's gonna have to deal with it.

- I can't not do my job, now, can I?

- Please, just talk to him.

Okay.

What did you find, Iggs?

Come on, darling. Come on. Hey.

Adam?

Adam! The roof's falling in.

Literally?

Yes, Adam. Five hundred years

of ancient Irish sludge

are dripping all over Finn's bed.

I'll move the cot.

Can you check the attic, please?

Didn't find anything.

Everything's okay.

Probably just damp. It's an old place.

- Are you missing London?

- Oh, God, no.

Me neither.

Wine. Wine.

It's like camping.

Have I ever shown you a cordycep?

Probably.

You show me lots of weird sh*t

when you smoke weed.

It's the Trojan Horse of parasitic fungi.

Come see this.

This little beauty.

Its spores can penetrate

the skull of an ant...

take control of its mind.

That's disgusting.

It's amazing.

It gets inside the nest, drops its spores

over the entire colony...

creating thousands of little...

fungus...

controlled automatons.

You're so high.

Not when I found it.

I wasn't.

- I was with Finn.

- Fine, fine, Doctor Attenborough.

Just don't go bringing

any of those in here.

Of course you did.

Those ants really do it

for you, don't they?

- I need to drain the pasta.

- I know.

Is that why you're stepping on my foot?

I do. I really... I really need

to get the pasta now. I do.

Don't creepy-eye me, Ant Man.

I remember you back in school.

Poor girls. Bring the pot, please?

Just baby dreams.

Okay.

Colm.

- It's okay. It's okay.

- It's Colm.

Honey, it's okay. It's o...

Yeah, police.

Well, your window's definitely broke

but your frame looks intact.

I understand stuff like this

can get quite unnerving

especially when it happens

in the middle of the night.

But I wouldn't worry about it too much

it's probably just some bird

that's dipped his beak in too many pints.

How does a bird throw a lamp?

Well...

see a shiny object through the window

flies in, gets injured,

flies around the room

knocks over a lamp. Happens all the time.

- Is that right?

- Yeah.

Mr. Hitchens, this isn't London.

Things here go bump in the night.

Look, we've not been well received here.

- Our neighbor...

- Colm?

- Colm, yes.

- Not without cause.

You're aware?

Everybody is. You're making people

nervous when you're out there.

- It's my job.

- I know, Mr. Hitchens.

- But these people have got certain beliefs.

- Beliefs?

They believe that the forest that you're

trampling on belongs to the Hallow.

- The Hallow?

- The good people.

Fairies, banshees, baby stealers.

You're not afraid with your Irish folklore,

are you, Mr. Hitchens?

A conquered people, forever in hiding

driven from their sacred lands

by man with iron and fire.

Beautifully told.

So you're a believer?

No, not me. I'm from Belfast.

Different sort of boogeyman up there.

But we're dealing with a very

superstitious people around here.

Especially Mr. Donnelly.

You see, his beautiful wee daughter Cora

she wandered into the woods one day.

She never came back.

And he would have you believe

that they took her.

I'm sorry.

Should have just...

gone and talked to Colm.

- Do you really think...

- Or what?

A drunken bird?

Or a...

A Hallow?

He's just trying to scare us, that's all.

You should sleep.

I'll be right back.

- Where are you going?

- Just gonna take some pictures.

For evidence.

Iggs?

Iggy?

Come here, Iggs.

What's wrong, Iggs?

Adam, love.

- It's noon.

- Sh*t.

Fell asleep.

I'm gonna get the window mended.

And Colm?

Yeah. I'll see him tonight. Promise.

Gotta get out there, here you go.

We had an incident.

Police seem to think a pissed off

bird mistook my house for his.

- You're the tree doctor?

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