Service station stop-offs practically guarantee celluloid catastrophe – just look at The Vanishing.
So it proves for William Ash when his missus goes missing, precipitating a series of events so unfortunate you’d wager Lemony Snicket was to blame rather than a mysterious trucker.
Your credulity may suffer along with your nerves, but Mark Tonderai’s thriller remains tense and tough to second-guess.
Generous extras include chopped scenes and chat-track.
