A woman struggling with intimacy invites her girlfriend over for a sleepover, only to discover there’s something much scarier than emotional availability lurking under her bed.
Director’s Vision for ‘Cold Feet’
For me, there’s nothing more anxiety-inducing than having someone in your bedroom. Of all the spaces you live in, that is your true safe space. It contains all the things you love most, the objects and memories that make up who you are. Letting someone into that space means opening yourself up to judgment.
Are you enough as you are? Or will seeing all these scattered pieces of you make the other person realize you don’t measure up?
Normally, we have to deal with that question alone, in the recesses of our minds. But, for Sara, this question manifests as a horrifying creature lurking under her bed. I think that’s the power of horror as a genre. It allows us to take the fears that normally reside only in the pits of our stomachs and make them something we can touch and fight and either overcome or be consumed by.
While Sara may or may not ultimately be subsumed by her own fear, the goal of the film is not to make us all seem doomed. It’s to remind people that if they’re carrying the same fears as Sara, they’re not alone.
