Keswick Film Festival

Synopsis

A woman walks into a department store. Its employees are all dressed as if they belong in an adaptation of Roald Dahl's The Witches, gliding around and spouting gibberish to their customers, trying to land a sale with their hypnotic language.

The sales line works on the Sheila and the leader of the gothic tribe sells her a red dress so vibrant that its silk swishes and sways like a river of blood. It seems too good to be true; a petite size when she is not, but surprisingly it fits every curve of her body, accenting her greatest features. This is the dress you’d murder for, and would want to be murdered in....