IN OUR BLOOD

Pedro Kos‘ festival hit IN OUR BLOOD hits theaters this Friday. The story follows a young filmmaker named Emily, who hires a cinematographer to record her reunion with her estranged mother, Sam. When Sam suddenly disappears and her friends find themselves targeted, Emily and Danny go on a wild goose chase to find out why.
Alanna Ubach plays Emily’s mother, Sam. A former addict seeking redemption, Ubach is a pro, settling into a weighty role. For me, Ubach created some of the most memorable sidekick roles of the ’90s and early 2000s, carrying a Lili Taylor vibe with her comedic timing. It is a dramatic departure that is phenomenal.
Krisha Fairchild plays Ana with grounded confidence. This compelling performance is one you will not see coming. E.J. Bonilla brings a humble and powerful presence to Danny. Kos provides the character with an intriguing background that Bonilla uses to counter Emily’s guarded aura. He is the heart of the film.
Brittany O’Grady owns this role. Emily is in almost every shot, and O’Grady powers through unresolved trauma with ferocity. This fearless portrayal of a daughter dying for answers will pull you in. There is an undeniable gravity to this performance.
The mostly handheld camerawork subconsciously forces the audience to participate in the mystery and the emotional turmoil. Beyond the genre fare, IN OUR BLOOD also acts as a viewfinder for the vibrant yet desolate aspects of Las Cruces, New Mexico. Screenwriter Mallory Westfall provides clues, if you pay attention, so I suggest you do. Even with that said, the twists are absolutely clutch. Currently boasting a rare 100% Rotten Tomatoes score, IN OUR BLOOD is a gripping mix of horror and thriller. True crime fans will eat this up for dinner. I’m demanding a franchise from Kos and Westfall, ASAP.
IN OUR BLOOD WILL BE IN THEATERS NATIONWIDE OCTOBER 24, 2025
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Synopsis: Nothing is as it seems when filmmaker Emily Wyland (Brittany O’Grady) teams up with cinematographer Danny (E. J. Bonilla) to shoot an intimate documentary about reuniting with Emily’s estranged mother after a decade apart. When her mother suddenly goes missing, possibly succumbing to the addictions that first tore her family apart, Emily and Danny must piece together increasingly sinister clues to find her before it’s too late.
Directed by Oscar-nominated documentary filmmaker Pedro Kos (Rebel Hearts, Lead Me Home) in his first narrative feature, IN OUR BLOOD masterfully blends psychological mystery with chilling horror. The film weaves a twisted tale of reconciling with the ghosts of our past and confronting the complicity we share in creating a world that preys on the most vulnerable
Genre: Thriller/Horror
Runtime: 88 minutes
Language: English
Country of Origin: United States
Year: 2025
Production Company: Firefly Theater and Films, Liberty Films, Aaron Kogan Management, Revelations
Director: Pedro Kos
Writer: Mallory Westfall
Producers: Aaron Kogan, Stuart Fenegan, Gary Lucchesi, Michael McKay, Steven Klein
Distributor: Utopia
Cast: Brittany O’Grady (Star, It’s What’s Inside), E. J. Bonilla (Gemini Man), Alanna Ubach (Euphoria), Krisha Fairchild (Penelope), Leo Marks, Bianca Comparato (3%), Steven Klein

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COYOTES
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LONDON CALLING
Rick Hoffman is a master at searing delivery. His performance as Benson is unforgettable. Jeremy Ray Taylor gives Julian a spitfire energy. He is an undeniable star. His performance from the 2017 IT remake still haunts me. In this role, Taylor has a Michael Cera innocence and comic timing. Josh Duhamel plays a Tommy with comfort that few leading men genuinely possess. His swagger is only matched by his vulnerability and sardonic wit. Taylor and Duhamel’s chemistry is something I would watch over and over.
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NIGHT OF THE REAPER
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HAPPYEND
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DROWNING DRY
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