Faith built the walls. Doubt will tear them down.
The Heretic (2025) is a bold, atmospheric horror-thriller that fuses theological dread with psychological terror in a world where belief is weaponized—and doubt is punished. Equal parts gothic mystery and spiritual descent, the film explores what happens when one soul dares to question what everyone else kneels before.
Set in a remote monastic citadel in the Carpathian Mountains, the story follows Father Julian Marrow, a former Vatican investigator exiled after denouncing a series of sanctioned exorcisms as frauds. He is summoned—reluctantly—by the Church one final time, to examine a disturbing phenomenon: a young novitiate has begun reciting ancient scripture in a dead language and carving symbols into stone walls… symbols that predate Christianity itself.
Julian’s return to the cloister plunges him into a quiet nightmare. The monks are tight-lipped. The girl is kept in near-total darkness. And the deeper Julian digs, the more he uncovers signs of a forgotten gospel—one that speaks not of salvation, but of sacrifice. As strange occurrences escalate—visions of fire, voices from stone, bleeding icons—Julian must confront the possibility that the Church has hidden something far more ancient and dangerous than the Devil himself.
But the true horror? He may not be the one unraveling the mystery. He may be part of it.
Directed with shadowy restraint and mounting dread, The Heretic is a meditation on institutional faith, guilt, and the seductive power of forbidden knowledge. It poses an agonizing question: when you find truth buried beneath centuries of lies… do you reveal it, or bury yourself with it?