Juliet wakes in the Apothecary surrounded by traces of death, daggers, spilt poison, Romeo's body, and is dragged into a fevered hallucination that slips between memory and nightmare as shadowy figures pull her back through the moments that led here. Drifting between the mirrored dining rooms of the feuding Capulet and Montague households, and through a scuzzy, MDMA-fuelled club night, Juliet relives her rejection of an arranged marriage to Paris and her own growing sense of queer belonging and self-discovery, in Scottish Ballet's first feature-length film, a wordless, choreography-driven reimagining of Shakespeare's tragedy told entirely from Juliet's fractured point of view. A triumphant, high-octane reimagining that strips away centuries of rose-tinted romance for psychological dread and visceral urgency, its bold structural choices marking genuinely inventive use of cinema as a medium for dance.