Saltburn is cinematic in a gothic way once darkness falls despite the whole area now way more trendy than it used to be— the cliffs down the coast that look like they’re holding secrets, waves that sound like old arguments. Perfect for our second act.

We shot a key dinner scene in the old pier café. The lights flickered during every take, but only when our actress said the line: “He cooked for me, once" did we joke about the place being haunted — until the espresso machine turned itself on during playback that is.

The footage from that scene has a faint static hum, like breathing. I'm tempted to keep it in..