Brake

Claustrophobia at its finest, Gabe Torres’ Brake stuffs audiences into the trunk of a car, along with a kicking and screaming Jeremy Reins (Stephen Dorff), for nearly the entire duration of the 88-minute film.
Reins opens his eyes to discover the red glow of a digital clock, with 3:25 minutes remaining on the ticking countdown, through the plexiglass walls of the box that he’s trapped within. Disoriented and panicky, Reins assumes he is there due to a gambling debt. Not until he begins speaking into a provided transistor radio does he discover there is a fellow prisoner, a Foreign Service Officer, similarly trapped in a nearby trunk. When it’s clear that something crucial occurs every time the countdown reaches zero (and is then reset), they wearily band together, trying to talk each new experience out as a team.
Another countdown expires, and a new segment begins when a postcard of the White House that reads, “Give us the location of Roulette,” is passed through a tube connecting Reins’ coffin-like box to the outside world. It is now obvious to both the audience and revealed Secret Service Agent Jeremy Reins, that this is in fact part of a terrorist attack and his captors are seeking the location of the president of the United States, information that only he and a few other fellow secret service agents possess.