Sleeping Dog

A talking-heads exposé that feels like a late-night conspiracy seminar, earnest and insistent, asking you to lean in and believe.

A sober, interview-driven inquiry that trades spectacle for slow accumulation of testimony, leaving you curious and slightly unsettled.

A hushed, conspiratorial sit with a man recounting strange secrets, blending talking heads and reenactments into a slow unsettling hum.

A sober, interview-driven deep dive that feels like a tense investigative briefing, asking you to weigh claims and connect dots.

A talking-head, idea-stacking dive that keeps piling questions, leaving you buzzing with curiosity and a little unease.

A long, methodical exposé that feels like a tense, satirical investigation into unchecked power and its personal and political fallout.

A sober, curious investigation that treats strange sightings with seriousness, leaving you thoughtful and slightly unsettled rather than thrilled.

A sober, quietly furious investigation that lays out decades of deliberate deception, leaving you unsettled and angry at how much was hidden.

A sober, talking-heads inquiry that sifts archival footage and testimony, leaving you alert and skeptical rather than swept away.

A slow, heady plunge into archival static and paranoia, where the act of watching becomes part of the mystery.

A sober, steadily unfolding true-crime chronicle that trades spectacle for patient detail, leaving a lingering sense of how power built in secrecy eventually comes apart.

A sober, unsettling tour of people convinced of hidden plots, leaving you uncertain and quietly worried.