Saturday, 31 January 2026

Shudder Saturday: The Severed Sun (2025)

With the striking imagery of a woman raising an axe against a bright yellow background, The Severed Sun definitely had a poster that caught my attention when I saw it in thumbnail form. I hadn't heard anything about it though, and could only surmise that it seemed to be a slice of British folk horror. That was enough for me to decide on giving it some of my time.

Emma Appleton plays Magpie, a member of an isolated religious community. Magpie is the subject of much discussion when her abusive husband is violently assisted off this mortal coil. Her father, The Pastor (Toby Stephens), thinks he can still help to fix things, and help her by presenting a new husband (John, played by Barney Harris), but maybe another force is ready to guide anyone who believes in it strongly enough. 

Written and directed by Dean Puckett, making his narrative feature debut after years spent working on various shorts and documentaries, this is more interesting than it is successful, but there's a lot here to mark Puckett out as someone very capable and very worth keeping an eye on. He does well with the central idea, as well as allowing his cast to flesh out their characters in a way that I didn't expect when I noticed the relatively brief 80-minute runtime, but there just needed to be one or two other tweaks to tilt the whole thing into something truly unsettling and horrific. For as much as I enjoyed watching how this played out, I am not sure who else I would recommend it to.

Appleton, who I last saw in Lola, does well in the lead role. She gives a performance that establishes her character as bold and defiant enough to make those around her uncomfortable at the idea of how much she could upset the established order of things. It also helps that she spends a lot of the runtime battling against Stephens, doing a good line in sanctimony, and an insistent and unfriendly "neighbour", portrayed very effectively by Jodhi May. Harris does well enough, as do the likes of Lewis Gribben, Oliver Maltman, and James Swanton (the latter unrecognisable in a beastly role).

Puckett doesn't add anything truly exceptional to the general conversation about patriarchy and misogyny that has been more and more prominent throughout the last decade, but he handles the potentially difficult material well, and includes some moments of impressively striking imagery. While this isn't his first film, strictly speaking, it certainly feels like a good calling card for whatever might come next. And whatever might come next is something I will be interested in checking out.

7/10

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