Ihab Ebrahim

Inheritance (2025) dives into the messy, tricky business of family secrets, and, man, does it get dark fast. The story kicks off with a funeral—classic, right? The family’s not exactly on great terms, and every single one of them seems to be hiding something. The main character, Adam, gets tossed right into the center of the chaos when his estranged father’s will leaves him way more than he bargained for. We’re not just talking cash and property. Nah, there’s some gnarly baggage, too—old grudges, cryptic letters, weird family rituals, and a box that probably should’ve stayed shut. As Adam starts poking around, the whole vibe turns kind of paranoid. Relatives start acting sketchy. The house itself feels like it’s watching, which is just the right amount of creepy. There’s this undercurrent of guilt and betrayal running through everything, and honestly, you never know who’s telling the truth. Every conversation seems like it’s got a double meaning, and the tension just keeps ratcheting up. The film doesn’t pull punches with the emotional stuff, either. There are moments where people just explode—screaming matches, ugly crying, desperate attempts to cling to whatever’s left of their dignity. By the time the real inheritance comes to light, you’re questioning everything you thought you knew about these people. It’s messy, raw, and, honestly, kind of addictive to watch. Inheritance isn’t just about money or property—it’s about what families pass down, whether you want it or not.