A few weeks ago, Stacey (Debbie Sheridan) had her life rearranged. Her mother (Kirbi Mason) died, and Stacey was forced to return to the family home to look after her brother Ben (Jacob Hobbs). And Ben needs some serious looking after, since he hasn’t set foot outside the house in over twenty years — he’s agoraphobic and also suffers from various OCD issues. The amount of hand sanitizer he goes through in a week must be staggering.
We’ve all felt that yearning to recapture the glory days. Maybe it’s the time when your career was soaring and anything was possible; maybe it’s when love was blossoming and the world felt perfect. In the film noir short The Last Hurrah, Samuel (Michael Bronte) wants to reclaim both — he and his beautiful, icy wife Petra (Aleksandra Vujcic) were business partners as well as spouses, though now both relationships have ended.
Meridith Lane (Amanda Wyss) still lives in her childhood home in southern California, taking care of her increasingly helpless father (Patrick Peduto). This might be the setup for a touching story of familial devotion, but in The Id we quickly learn that it’s the opposite. The relationship between father and daughter is tense and complicated. Dad is far from an easy patient, often blaming his daughter for the sins of her mother. And Meridith is increasingly overwhelmed and isolated.
Fifteen years ago all hell broke loose, literally. During an eclipse hideous creatures with very sharp claws and teeth came roaring up out of various fissures in the earth and proceeded to eat whatever they could catch for 24 hours. Then they just… went away. Millions died, while the survivors, calling the incident the Day of Reckoning, began the long, slow process of rebuilding.
We’ve all daydreamed about having superpowers. Who wouldn’t want to be invulnerable, or super-strong, or able to leap tall buildings in a single bound? Though granted, True Flight would be cooler than Super-Jumping. One power that isn’t on anyone’s list, though, is the ability to shoot spaghetti from your hands. For one thing, then you’d end up with a name like Spaghettiman, and that isn’t exactly going to strike fear into the hearts of criminals.