Blood. Lots of blood. Gallons of the stuff.
Harking back to the good old days of the splatter movie (Bad Taste, Street Trash) and crossing it with Anime (Fist of the North Star), Emanuele de Sante gives us just what we want: a bare-bones story, pummelling fists, broken limbs and blood, so much blood. There's even a little art-house thrown in for good measure.
Alex Chandon (see my review of Cradle of Fear) take note: this is proper indie horror!
Original letterboxd review
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