Jeremy Vereecke

Jeremy Vereecke isn’t some random name you stumble across every day—unless you’re the kind of person who lives and breathes indie films from the late ‘90s and early 2000s. Yeah, that niche. Stonebrook, his 1999 flick, is this wild little thriller where college kids get tangled up in a web of lies, scams, and, honestly, some pretty questionable life choices. It’s very much a product of that era: dial-up internet, oversized shirts, and the kind of plotting where nobody’s really innocent. People double-cross each other, money’s always at stake, and you’re left wondering if anyone will make it out with their dignity (or wallet) intact. Fast-forward a few years, and Pool Party (2007) shows up. Don’t let the title fool you—it’s not just bikinis and cheap beer. Sure, there’s fun and sun, but underneath it, you get this slice-of-life chaos that feels way too real. People are messy, friendships get tested, and, of course, there’s always someone making a scene by the pool. It’s that awkward, hilarious, and sometimes painfully honest look at suburban get-togethers where not everything’s as perfect as it seems. And then there’s Soul Killer (2009), where things get darker and a whole lot weirder. Think psychological twists, a main character who probably needs therapy more than anything, and a vibe that leaves you a little unsettled. It’s not your standard horror fare—more like a slow burn where the scariest thing is what’s hiding in someone’s mind. If you’re into movies that make you question reality, this one’s got your name all over it.