This what happens, I believe, when a smallish budget, indie horror, otherwise painstakingly made, is not 'joined up' creatively.
That the writer and director are distinct individuals is usually a bit of a red flag on such productions, unless they share an origin story or marriage certificate.
The director has certainly pulled his weight here. Location, performances, atmosphere etc all point to something worth engaging with.
But the underlying mechanism is deeply shallow, so to speak. One quickly finds onself asking questions of both the background mythology and the foreground plot action which this film seems unable or unwilling to answer. Which is a shame, because there's much to appreciate otherwise.
V: ‘No hubo vómito…sólo babas.’
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