How can you be found when no-one knows you're missing?

A chilling, factually-based, story of three road-trippers in remote Australia who are plunged into danger when they accept help from a friendly local.

Already causing ripples of fear since its appearance at this year’s Sundance Film Festival, the Australian horror film, Wolf Creek, a remarkably assured first feature for writer/director, Greg McLean and cinematographer, Will Gibson, is cinema at its most harrowing.

After a celebratory night on a Western Australia beach, British back packers, Kristy and Liz (Cassandra Magrath and Kestie Morassi) and Sydneysider, Ben (Nathan Phillips) drive into the outback, heading for Wolf Creek, site of a huge meteor crash. McLean uses this leisurely paced section of their journey to let us get to know the likable trio and to establish a growing attraction between Liz and Ben, making what follows all the more disturbing.

After exploring the crater, the friends find that all their watches have stopped and the car won’t start. Momentarily, this might suggest that we are heading into sci-fi territory, but the horror to come is caused by something far more tangible than anything so fanciful. In the middle of nowhere, the trio prepares to wait out the night but - unluckily - help appears in the shape of the seemingly genial Mick Taylor (John Jarratt) who tells them he can fix their car but they will have to return to his camp for him to do so.

Some hours later after the group arrives at the camp and Mick starts working on the car, the friends fall asleep. The next morning, when Liz wakes, she is bound and gagged, but she manages to free herself, only to discover the unspeakable nightmare in which she, Kristy and Ben find themselves. From this moment, Wolf Creek takes a razor-sharp turn into unadulterated, unstoppable terror…and does not loosen its grip.