I'll start this with I'm not usually a horror fan, the medium is usually saturated with cheap jump scares and action movies dressed up with a scary antagonist.
Skinamarink is the most primal fear I've ever experienced on screen. It's odd angles and poor resolution create a dream-like sensation while avoiding faces and full characters in frame deprive you of comfort or connection. It's slow pace brings a feeling of imprisonment to what is playing out in the house.
This film feeds off the unknown, taking you back to a time where you couldn't explain the noises in the ceiling or what might be lurking in the dark corners of a room. It's a masterpiece of visual story telling, each hovering shot or anomalous event is carefully placed to explain what very little the movie offers for a story. The rules this entity has established. It digs into the oldest programming of your mind, the code that allowed you to learn as a child, and uses it to write a new language it speaks with.
I dare not sat too much, but the negative reviews here seem to be influenced by being surrounded in a theater. This move preys on the feelings of isolation, I watched it on a leaked source and it hit hard, real hard. Just discussing it again with my friends and writing this review chills my spine, reliving the small details that make it the terror it is.
Skinamarink is the most primal fear I've ever experienced on screen. It's odd angles and poor resolution create a dream-like sensation while avoiding faces and full characters in frame deprive you of comfort or connection. It's slow pace brings a feeling of imprisonment to what is playing out in the house.
This film feeds off the unknown, taking you back to a time where you couldn't explain the noises in the ceiling or what might be lurking in the dark corners of a room. It's a masterpiece of visual story telling, each hovering shot or anomalous event is carefully placed to explain what very little the movie offers for a story. The rules this entity has established. It digs into the oldest programming of your mind, the code that allowed you to learn as a child, and uses it to write a new language it speaks with.
I dare not sat too much, but the negative reviews here seem to be influenced by being surrounded in a theater. This move preys on the feelings of isolation, I watched it on a leaked source and it hit hard, real hard. Just discussing it again with my friends and writing this review chills my spine, reliving the small details that make it the terror it is.