Jason McColgan

Jason McColgan’s filmography is an odd little collection, isn't it? Jumping through genres like he’s dodging raindrops. First, there’s “The Wait” from 2018—talk about tension. You get this heavy, suffocating feeling, like you’re holding your breath right alongside the characters. It’s all about anticipation and, honestly, it leaves you kind of rattled, like you’ve just survived a haunted house with nothing but your nerves. Then roll into “To a Land Unknown” (2024), and we’re in a completely different world. There’s this raw energy, gritty and almost desperate, following people who are just trying to claw their way out of impossible situations. It kind of smacks you upside the head with the reality of people trying to find something better, even if they have to break themselves in half to get there. Not a happy film, but it sticks with you whether you want it to or not. And “Kindred” (2020)—oh man, that one’s a fever dream. Family drama meets psychological horror. It’s unsettling in the best, most uncomfortable way, like someone cracked open your own anxieties and splashed them across the screen. You never really know who to trust, including your own instincts. McColgan’s got a knack for making you squirm in your seat, but you can’t look away. Each film is a different flavor of discomfort, but together? They’re a buffet of beautifully crafted unease.