UNCOVERED: South of midnight review - The Untold Story

Around 20 minutes into playing South of Midnight, I had to stop and take a moment. Not because I'd taken offense to its portrayals of the American South—that's something you learn to brace for growing up in Mississippi—but the opposite. The Southern Gothic action-adventure had me feeling disarmed and sentimental over, of all things, a shed. Not the part where I tussled with the supernatural manifestation of a man's innermost fears, the Rougarou, and forced him to reckon with the pain, but a shed.