Creep

Two actors, a cabin, one camera, and Mark Duplass being the most unsettling thing in modern American horror.

A videographer answers a Craigslist ad. The client says he is dying and wants to make a video for his unborn son. He is extremely friendly.

The whole film is the discomfort of not being able to leave a social situation politely. Every time Josef does something wrong he apologises so disarmingly that walking out would seem rude, and the film keeps that dynamic running until it is far too late.

Made for almost nothing, largely improvised from an outline, and cut down from a much longer assembly.

Peachfuzz is the reason people talk about it. The last shot is a still image and it is the right choice.