In the taut, claustrophobic thriller "Couloirs," directed by Horatio Perry, a nameless figure finds themselves trapped in a winding, endless corridor of anonymous hotel rooms. The ten-minute runtime unfolds in real time as the protagonist, driven by a desperate and unclear purpose, navigates these identical, sterile hallways. Their motivation is a haunting, fragmented memory of a lost connection, compelling them to open each door in search of a specific face or a crucial piece of information. The central conflict is a race against an encroaching, oppressive silence and the creeping dread that the maze itself is alive, shifting and repeating to prevent any escape. The tone is one of stark, minimalist horror, where the mundane becomes menacing and every creak and flicker of light amplifies the protagonist’s growing paranoia. As the corridors seem to multiply, the line between memory, dream, and reality blurs, leaving the audience as disoriented and desperate as the solitary wanderer.