Fig Jam

Skip it—this sounds like a low-budget indie thriller that's trying to wring tension from two people in a room, but without any recognizable talent or cultural buzz behind it, you're gambling on an unknown that's likely to feel claustrophobic in the wrong way. The lockdown setting and vague 'secrets' premise could go either brilliantly intimate or painfully self-indulgent, and there's nothing here suggesting it lands on the right side.