Leah Burdeen

October 8 (2025) is one of those movies that slips under your skin before you even realize it. Leah Burdeen takes center stage, her character balancing on the edge of chaos, and you’re dragged along for the ride whether you’re ready or not. Set in a city that feels both familiar and hauntingly off-kilter, everything starts out looking pretty normal. Then, out of nowhere, the world cracks open—think blackouts, weird radio static, people vanishing from crowded sidewalks. Stuff you’d usually blame on a bad hangover or a power surge, except this time, it’s not that simple. Leah’s character—she’s no saint. Got some skeletons rattling around in her closet, and a temper that’s landed her in hot water more than once. But when her younger brother disappears, she kicks into overdrive, ignoring the authorities’ “just wait and see” routine. The film’s got this gritty, almost claustrophobic vibe, the city closing in as Leah stumbles deeper into a rabbit hole of conspiracy theories, cryptic street art, and strangers who seem to know her name. There’s a ticking clock here—not the literal kind, but every scene pulses with this sense that something big and irreversible is looming. By the end, you’re left wondering what’s real, what’s a nightmare, and how far you’d go if the world started unraveling around you. Wild, unsettling, and honestly kinda brilliant.