Rabeh’s take: Granite cliffs demarcate land and sea. We are told this is a border. Where life as we know it ends, and another, foreign and hidden, begins. But our bodies are made of water. The Outrun reminds us there is no difference between what happens within the vessel of our bodies and all that surrounds us. On some days, swells crash furiously. Droplets cluster together, break apart, and then end as singular, shooting into the sky like fireworks. On other days, rolling waves smooth the rocks on the shore, a slow, rhythmic dance, and one can hear all the life that’s always been there. The birds chirping, the seals howling, the wind blowing. You may choose to go for a swim on such days, the cold water piercing your skin, dust washed from your body, electricity jolting through you. You never know what you are going to get. All you gotta do is show up. 9
The Outrun, directed by Norah Fingschdeit, peformance by Saoirse, StudioCanal, 2024. Reviewed September 6, 2025.