
2025 · Oliver Laxe
A man and his son arrive at a rave lost in the mountains of Morocco. They are looking for Marina, their daughter and sister, who disappeared months ago at another rave. Driven by fate, they decide to follow a group of ravers in search of one last party, in hopes Marina will be there.
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dir. Oliver Laxe · 2025
Sirāt is the fourth feature by the French-born, Galician-raised director Oliver Laxe, and the work that carried him from the festival margins to the center of European art cinema. A father, Luis (Sergi López), and his teenage son Esteban arrive at a clandestine rave in the mountains of southern Morocco, distributing flyers in search of his daughter Mar, who vanished months earlier at another such gathering. When the party is broken up and a small convoy of ravers sets out across the desert toward one final, rumored event, Luis and Esteban follow — and the film, which begins as a missing-person search braided with a found-family road movie, detonates roughly midway into something far stranger and crueler: a journey across a minefield, a procession of sudden deaths, an ordeal that reviewers reached for The Wages of Fear, Mad Max, and Antonioni to describe. The title invokes as-Sirāt, the bridge of Islamic eschatology, thinner than a hair and sharper than a sword, that the dead must cross above hell. The film premiered in competition at the 78th Cannes Film Festival on 15 May 2025 and won the Jury Prize ex-aequo with Mascha Schilinski's Sound of Falling. Spain submitted it for the Academy Award for Best International Feature, where it earned nominations for both that prize and Best Sound at the 98th ceremony, and it swept six craft categories at the 40th Goya Awards.
Sirāt is a Spanish–French co-production built on a network of partners that signals Laxe's elevation within the Spanish industry. It was produced by Filmes da Ermida (Laxe's own Galician banner) together with El Deseo — the company of Pedro and Agustín Almodóvar — alongside Uri Films and France's 4A4 Productions, and mounted as a Movistar Plus+ Original with ARTE participation. The involvement of El Deseo is the headline fact: Spain's most prestigious production house, long associated with Almodóvar's authorship, lending its imprimatur to a director whose previous films were comparatively austere festival objects. The reported budget was around €6.5 million, modest by international standards but substantial for Laxe and enough to underwrite an extended desert shoot. International sales were handled by The Match Factory, which closed deals across numerous territories on the strength of the Cannes win.
The production shot across roughly two months in 2024: about a month in the Spanish provinces of Teruel and Zaragoza (notably the Rambla de Barrachina), then some four weeks in Morocco near Errachidia and Erfoud. The shoot was famously beset by a violent sandstorm that destroyed much of the camera equipment and lenses, forcing reshoots — an episode that befits a film so concerned with the desert's capacity to swallow human plans. The casting strategy paired a single established star, Sergi López, with a largely non-professional ensemble drawn from real rave and traveler subcultures, lending the convoy its weathered authenticity.
Laxe and cinematographer Mauro Herce shot Sirāt on Super 16mm film — a deliberate choice that runs against the digital default of contemporary production and gives the image its grain, its bloom in harsh sunlight, and a tactile fragility appropriate to a story about bodies and machines exposed to the elements. The format's smaller negative and reduced latitude demand careful exposure in the extreme contrast of desert light, and the celluloid registers dust, heat-haze, and the smoke and strobe of the rave as texture rather than clean information. On the sound side, the film is organized around an electronic score and a high-pressure sound design built to be felt physically; the techno drones that score the convoy are not incidental music but, in effect, the film's nervous system, designed for theatrical sub-bass reproduction. The vehicles, sound rigs, and generators of the ravers are themselves the film's signature technology — a portable, off-grid party infrastructure hauled into terrain that will destroy it.
Mauro Herce's photography is the film's most lauded element and the throughline of his long partnership with Laxe. Working in Super 16, Herce alternates between vast, depopulated wide shots that reduce the convoy to specks against canyon walls and ridgelines, and close, jolting handheld coverage inside the vans and amid the dancers. Critics repeatedly invoked the painterly desolation of late-1960s and 1970s landscape cinema — Antonioni's Zabriskie Point, the existential emptiness of Gus Van Sant's Gerry, the road-bound expanses of Nomadland — alongside the kinetic menace of Mad Max. The grandeur of the rock formations is matched against the human figure's smallness, so that the geography itself reads as an antagonist. The minefield sequences derive their terror precisely from the camera's restraint: the ground looks like any other ground, and the image withholds the threat until it erupts.
Cristóbal Fernández's cutting is structured around a single, decisive rupture. For its first movement the film accumulates rhythm patiently — the search, the dancing, the formation of an ad-hoc family — before a catastrophic event (a van rolling from a cliff) shatters the register and inaugurates a sequence of abrupt, unsignaled deaths. The editing thereafter refuses the consolations of conventional dramatic build-up; tragedies arrive without the usual cues, which is the source of much of the film's "we can't predict it" tension noted by reviewers. The rave passages, by contrast, are edited to the music's pulse, binding image to the techno's repetition. Fernández's work was among the six craft categories honored at the Goyas.
Laxe stages the film as a gradual stripping-away. The opening rave is dense with bodies, light, and noise; what follows progressively subtracts — people, vehicles, certainty — until the frame holds only sand, sky, and a dwindling number of survivors. The convoy's vans, sound equipment, and the dogs that travel with the group function as the staging's recurring motifs, and the desert is composed as a purgatorial in-between space rather than a documentary location. The minefield is the film's central piece of staging: an apparently featureless plain that the characters must read and cross, every step a wager, the geometry of safe passage improvised in real time with the vehicles.
Sound is arguably co-equal with image here. Beyond Kangding Ray's score, the design fuses the diegetic throb of the rave with environmental sound — wind, engines, silence — into a continuous pressure that critics described as matching the canyon walls in scale. The film's nomination for Best Sound at the Academy Awards and its Goya for Sound confirm how central the sonic architecture is to its effect; the techno is not a soundtrack laid over the picture but a force the characters live inside and that the audience is meant to endure.
Sergi López anchors the film as Luis, the father, and drew particular praise for a performance of grief and dogged endurance played largely through physical presence rather than dialogue. Around him, the predominantly non-professional cast — playing the ravers Stef, Jade, Tonin, Bigui, and Josh — brings a lived-in authenticity that professional actors might have smoothed away; their faces and bodies carry the texture of the subculture the film observes. The two dogs traveling with the group were collectively honored with the Palm Dog at Cannes, a small but telling index of the ensemble's documentary grain.
Sirāt operates as a bait-and-switch on genre expectation. It opens in the recognizable mode of the search narrative — a parent looking for a lost child — and the road movie, with its improvised kinship among strangers. That mode is then violently abandoned. The mid-film catastrophe converts the picture into something closer to an existential survival ordeal, in which the search for Mar recedes and the imperative becomes simply to cross alive. The dramatic engine is not plot resolution but attrition: the narrative advances by subtraction, each death reframing what kind of film this is. This refusal of the search-story's implied contract — that the lost will be found, that suffering will be redeemed — is the source of both the film's divisiveness and its power. The desert functions allegorically, the journey legible as a passage across the eschatological bridge of the title, with no guarantee of arrival.
The film resists single classification, which critics treated as a feature rather than a flaw, calling it an "unholy amalgam." It belongs at once to the festival art film, the desert road movie, the survival thriller, and a strain of apocalyptic cinema. Its closest cyclical companions are the existential ordeal-on-wheels films — The Wages of Fear and its remake Sorcerer — and the post-apocalyptic action of the Mad Max saga, fused with the contemplative landscape cinema of Antonioni and the modern American wanderer films Gerry and Nomadland. Within Spanish and European art cinema circa 2025, it reads as part of a turn toward genre-inflected auteur work that smuggles spectacle and dread into the festival arena.
Oliver Laxe (b. 1982, Paris, to Galician parents) is the film's defining authorial intelligence, and Sirāt extends preoccupations visible across his earlier work: the encounter between Western seekers and North African landscape (Mimosas, 2016), the elemental and the spiritual (Fire Will Come / O que arde, 2019), and a method that blends professional and non-professional performers in real terrain. Each of Laxe's three prior features was honored at Cannes — You Are All Captains (2010) in Directors' Fortnight, Mimosas with the Critics' Week Grand Prize, Fire Will Come with the Un Certain Regard Jury Prize — so the main-competition Jury Prize for Sirāt reads as a culmination.
His key collaborators are central to the result. The screenplay is co-written by Santiago Fillol, Laxe's writing partner on Mimosas, whose shaping of the structural rupture is essential. Cinematographer Mauro Herce — himself a director (Dead Slow Ahead) — has shot Laxe's recent features and supplies the film's visual signature. Editor Cristóbal Fernández controls the film's lethal tonal pivot. And composer Kangding Ray, the project name of French electronic musician David Letellier, contributes a techno score that won the Cannes Soundtrack Award, was released by Invada Records in September 2025, and earned a Golden Globe nomination for Best Original Score — an unusually high honor for an electronic film score and a measure of how completely music defines the work.
Sirāt sits within contemporary Spanish cinema while complicating its national label. Laxe's Galician roots and the film's Catalan and broader Spanish industrial base — together with the patronage of El Deseo — make it a Spanish film for awards purposes (it was Spain's official Oscar submission and a Goya juggernaut). Yet its French co-production financing, its French-born director, its Moroccan setting, and its multinational non-professional cast mark it as a transnational European art film in the truest sense. It belongs to a lineage of Iberian auteurs working at the boundary of documentary and fiction in non-domestic landscapes, and to the long European fascination with the Maghreb as a site of both spiritual quest and colonial unease.
Made and released in the mid-2020s, Sirāt is contemporary in setting, and critics read its desert ordeal against a backdrop of generalized civilizational anxiety — the sense of a world tipping toward catastrophe that gives the ravers' pursuit of "one last party" its desperate charge. The film captures a specific present in which rave and traveler subcultures persist as forms of refusal, and in which apocalyptic dread has migrated from the speculative to the ambient. Its commitment to celluloid in a digital age further marks it as a deliberate period gesture, aligning its means with its elegiac temper.
The film's governing themes are mortality and the crossing between worlds, announced by its title. The desert is purgatory; the journey is a test; survival is neither earned nor explained. Around this core cluster several others: grief and the limits of a parent's search, the tension between the collective experience of the rave and the absolute solitude of each death, and the behavior of human beings under extreme duress. The rave itself is treated as a form of communion and escape, a fragile utopia hauled into a landscape that cannot sustain it. Running beneath is a meditation on fate and faith — the sense that the characters are "driven by fate," that the bridge must be crossed whether or not paradise waits on the far side.
Critical reception was strong and, in places, ecstatic. The film holds high aggregate scores and drew superlatives from major critics — Justin Chang of The New Yorker placed it first on his 2025 best-films list, calling it an experience of singular visceral power, while Jessica Kiang in Variety praised its "brilliantly bizarre, cult-ready vision," Herce's cinematography, and Kangding Ray's score. Its awards profile is substantial: the Cannes Jury Prize and Soundtrack Award; six Goyas; festival prizes at Chicago (Gold Hugo) and Palm Springs (FIPRESCI); a Toronto retrospective for Laxe; Spain's Oscar selection; and Academy nominations for Best International Feature and Best Sound, plus a Golden Globe nomination for the score.
Backward, the influences critics identified form a coherent map: the tension-thriller lineage of Clouzot's The Wages of Fear and Friedkin's Sorcerer; the post-apocalyptic kineticism of Mad Max; the alienated landscapes of Antonioni's Zabriskie Point, Van Sant's Gerry, and Nomadland; and the dread-logic of Lynch's Lost Highway. These sit atop Laxe's own North African and elemental preoccupations carried over from Mimosas and Fire Will Come. Forward, Sirāt's legacy is still forming, but its early canonization on year-end lists and its awards run position it as a touchstone for a genre-bending strand of European auteur cinema, and as the film that confirmed Laxe — and the pairing of art-film method with techno-scored, body-and-landscape spectacle — as a major force. As a recent release, claims about its longer-term influence remain necessarily provisional.
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Sightlines that trace this film