Grace Collender

Grace Collender’s been popping up everywhere lately—kind of wild, actually, how her name’s started slipping into every other conversation about up-and-coming talent. First, there’s Fréwaka (2024), this trippy, atmospheric piece that throws you right into the thick of a haunting Irish landscape. She’s not just a face in the crowd either; she’s got this intensity, like she’s holding back secrets in every glance. The film’s all fog and myth and you can’t really tell if you’re seeing ghosts or just the past catching up, but her performance? Quietly electric. Then you’ve got Blackshore (2024), which, honestly, is a whole different beast. Gritty seaside town, everyone hiding something, and Grace just melts into her role. She’s rough around the edges, but there’s a vulnerability there that makes you root for her, even when she’s making terrible choices. You get the sense she’s carrying a lot, and she doesn’t have to say much for you to feel it. It’s the kind of acting that sneaks up on you. Clean Sweep (2023) is maybe the sleeper hit—tighter, darker, less supernatural, but the stakes feel real. Grace plays it sharp, funny when she needs to be, tough when things get messy. There’s this energy she brings, like she’s daring the camera to keep up with her. Each role is different, but you walk away thinking, damn, there’s no way she just disappears into the background. She’s one to watch, no question.