On the lonely roads of the Scottish Highlands, Isserley hunts.
Scarred and strangely magnetic, she drives the countryside picking up hitchhikers who share their lives in casual conversation. They don’t know she’s studying them, weighing who might be missed if they vanish. Her questions seem harmless. Her silence is not.
Michel Faber’s Under the Skin is part thriller, part horror, and part grotesque satire. It lures you into the intimacy of a car ride before veering into something stranger, darker, and disturbingly humane.
This is not just the story of a predator. It is a meditation on compassion, cruelty, and the blurry boundaries between human and inhuman.
Every encounter is a test. And every ride might be their last.
