Un giorno solo (I thriller con Jonathan Stride)

The story's tension hinges on trusting or doubting what’s real. I wonder what inspired the approach to make memory such a variable element.

The plot picks up again, but I was curious whether the slower sections were meant to build suspense or character depth.

It made me question how much of our identity is shaped by what we remember—or forget. Did anyone else find this theme particularly unsettling?