Jerry Berber

If I Die Before I Wake drops you right into the kind of suburban nightmare that makes you want to double-check your locks. The film centers around Sarah, a regular teenager just trying to get through life with her family—until a crew of ruthless criminals breaks into their home one night. No fancy gadgets, no superhuman skills, just a kid and her wits against a bunch of unhinged intruders. The tension? Absolutely suffocating. The invaders aren’t just there to steal—they’re playing a sick, twisted game, and Sarah’s family is caught right in the middle. Jerry Berber doesn’t hold back on the suspense. You’re constantly on edge, thinking, “Could I survive this?” The film doesn’t shy away from the ugliness of fear and desperation. There’s no sugarcoating the violence or the emotional blowback. The camera lingers on those moments when Sarah is hiding, barely breathing, hoping the creak of the floorboard doesn’t give her away. The story’s got this raw, claustrophobic energy—almost like you’re trapped in there with them, feeling every bit of panic and dread. But it’s not just a home invasion flick. Underneath all the chaos, there’s this steady current of hope and grit. Sarah’s fight isn’t just survival; it’s about protecting what matters most. You’ll find yourself rooting for her, fists clenched, as she claws her way toward daylight. The movie doesn’t let up until the very last second, leaving you a little breathless, maybe a little paranoid, and definitely not looking at your own hallway the same way again.