This spring my aunt Beth died of cancer. We were not close, but our hugs were long. She lived in Alabama. She loved college football. She owned chickens and had three sisters. “Fly Mor“Is a deeply personal horror movie that goes beyond encouraging audience projection to demolish your demons from you. film Don’t have to remind you of someone – or anything – from your real life to leave you haunted the whisper of connections you should have had.
Wins Cheval Noir for Best Film at Fantasia Fest 2025“Mother of Flies” follows a young woman named Mickey (Zelda Adams) and her troubled father, Jake (John Adams), when seeking cancer treatment from Witch Solveig (Toby Poser) in a distant place. The co-stars and filmmakers, collectively known as the Adams family, have spun ghost stories in their garden in Catskills for several years. Their latest and most mature has bottles as intergenerational conversations to a worrying LO-Fi effort that rattles with wonderful inconsistencies.
Rises up to monikers of “raised” indie horror, year After the award stopped being cool, “Mother of Fly” is rooted in a supernatural mystery captured somewhere between life and death. Based on their own experiences of cancer and the double artistry that comes with also being the popular family’s punk band H6LLLB6ND6R, Adams raises its stylish but still familiar allegory to meet diseases to another world plan. Decisions about smart style, impressed narrative commitment and the type of intangible wisdom you can only find descending from real devotions of genre are just a few reasons to recommend the film. It is a cool-toned blast of regional anxiety that serves the comparison with Maryland’s “Blair Witch”, although its chilly east coast Aura wraps up unnecessarily tough to place.
You don’t need to have seen Adam’s previous movies (“The deeper you dig”, “Where the Devil Roams”) to appreciate their next movie as a triumph. That said, with months to go before it gets a release from ShiverNow is such a good time as everyone to obsess over the directors. In “Mother of Fluies”, an eerie nightmare that lies in Upstate New York becomes a haunting and timeless conversation between parent, child and God. Mickey and Jake are already struggling with an assumed death order that they never thought would be reversed.
“I am your daddy“Jake appeals.”We are a team. “
“I’m alone in this, and you’re in the lonely“Mickey spits.”So go. LEAVE!”
Children should not pass in front of their parents. But no one should pass before anyone, would they? It is the kind of slippery philosophical debate many adult children do not have with their healthcare providers unless they find serious friendships in recent years. As co -authors and directors, Adams transforms their unique relationship into a haunting exploration of existential fear that feels like listening to a private family conversation. Edited with violent clarity, “Mother of Fluies” cannot fake a budget it does not have – but its author’s knowledge images create a sharp tension that pays off when the fear builds.
There is something to say for AUTEURS like David Lynch that is directed, and Adam’s obvious appreciation for each other when loved ones and collaborators encourage respect from the viewer. Rip through images of varying quality and vibrant with electricity in a Found film film (Although the dialogue is just too scary and intentionally Stilt to fit that genre), “Mother of Flies” does a lot with a little. It is an experimental excursion that beats a specific nerve, but Adam’s desperate reflection – at what fleeting time we have with the people we stupid will always be there – just scare you as deep as you let it. Mickey’s loss can reason in your own memories, but there is a temptation to look for the film’s technical deficiencies as a way to escape its strong and heartbreaking spirit.
The Shagginess should instead emphasize the importance of the three artists and perhaps get them an image to an actual budget. Explosive feelings from Zelda Adams recommend the filmmaker as an actor to watch, and she proves a strong center for history. At the same time, Toby-Poser formulates a strength of mystery that suggests her name in each truly brilliant line from what feels like a mixed medium script.
“The difference between the poison and a curse is the dose,“Witch Solveig says in one of several ornate proclamations that the real rocker manages to pull against all odds.
Opposite John Adams as a shaking protection – one who spends “fly mother” who works through the horror that releases in front of his daughter to mostly no use – gives poses an essential assurance to the deal that at once threatens and matriarchal. The archetypes that these author plays are far from convincing as founded people, but the roles are enough detailed to feel cheated from the vague description of someone’s real life. It is in such limal spaces that the bright soul that drives this family of filmmakers turns out to be easiest to see.
Debate the superstitious qualifications with prayer and temporarily switch around suicide methods in conversation, the overly willing father and daughter who runs “fly” is slammed between the domesticity of real death and a greater hallucinating force than life. The sanding points from Adams’ Garage-Punk Music Group snap that vision to coherent focus, and H6LLLB6ND6R’s mixture of atmospheric and folk sounds keeps this etheric 92 minute’s endeavor on a steady clip. The result is light fruit that is picked from a deep rooted tree that soon shows no signs of rotten.
There are discussions that I wished I had had with my aunt and other relatives that I have known to pass – conversations that it seems that Zelda has with his parents on the big screen. At a time when even a horror lover is thrown by isolation, “Flie’s mother” parties with feelings for scary to stay inside. It is imperfect, better for it and even weakening in grief, a clear cinematic heritage that is ready to start.
Rating: A-
“Fly Mor” is expected of Shudder 2026.
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