A slow burn horror about exhuming bodies to appease restless spirits. The film almost imperceptibly layers superstition upon superstition until there’s someone covered in blood and carving up pig carcasses and you’re like “okay, sure!” The middle section is old-school proper terrifying, to the point where the actual ending and final act feels like a tiny bit of a let-down. It went in a completely different direction than the rest of the film had me expecting. If I hadn’t been receptive or hadn’t allowed myself to be pulled along by the story, I can imagine it would cross the line into ridiculous. But I should also caveat this by saying there’s a strong possibility that this is another one of those films that probably has a deeper layer to the horror that I’m unable to tap into because of my ignorance of historical geopolitics in that region.

Still, extremely enjoyable.