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Sam’s sister Maggie May has always been different. So after the death of their mother, she takes her twin babies to spend the weekend, and help her out. But Maggie isn’t interested in being helped. She isn’t interested in anything. The hours go by and soon the smell of blood fills the air, and the sound of babies crying can’t be escaped. But look at Maggie. Can you blame her? So much pain around her but is it really her fault? She didn’t do anything.


MAGGIE MAY combines what I love: horror with gore, dark comedy, and social commentary.

The idea for the film came after looking at current world events and noting people’s responses to them. I really feel that being apathetic to those being badly treated is akin to saying you’re okay with it. 

Social media is awash with people sharing social awareness campaigns to help those in need. People help strangers, giving what they can. The other side is filled with narcissism, vapidness and selfies by those not being able to see the world past themselves. 

MAGGIE MAY takes these two sides of apathy towards others, and vapid narcissism, and wraps them is a bloody story in a suburban home setting. 

I’m interested in different types of horror. While monster horror is a personal favourite, and standard horror of ‘bad guy hiding in the shadows’ has its place, there’s something so much scarier in bringing horror into the light. Real is scary. 

And let’s face it, families can be the scariest moments of a lot of people’s lives. 

The very real fear not being cared about by others, not being loved or loveable, is at the root of a lot of people’s personal demons. And this is the horror our lead character Sam finds herself in. When she cries for help, for her life and for her babies, and that falls on deaf ears, she’s living the isolated nightmare of many people.

Mia’kate Russel, writer/director