Director's Note
In the mountains of Kurdistan, shepherds have passed down stories of a mysterious entity for generations—one whose name is rarely spoken aloud. They say it does not feed on human flesh, but on fear itself. The deeper the fear, the more real its presence becomes.
For me, Mardazma is more than a local legend. It is a metaphor for the darkest corners of the human mind, where the boundaries between reality, belief, and illusion slowly dissolve.
With this film, I wanted to explore horror not through what is seen, but through what is felt. Silence, the raw and untamed landscape, and gazes that may not belong to human beings become the language of this story.
Perhaps the most terrifying creature is not the one hiding in the darkness, but the fear that has lived within us for years—waiting for the moment we finally dare to face it.
