Taking place in the sun-scorched slums of Mexico City, Jorge Michel Grau’s striking 2010 shocker was hot with hidden passions and political outrage. By contrast, Jim Mickle’s (Stake Land) remake, set in rural America during “significant flooding”, is awash with water –tears falling across milk-white faces, bodies floating down a river, a gnawing dankness that gets in your bones.
It’s a long way from Mexico – from anywhere really – with a desolate, cloistered tone more reminiscent of Winter’s Bone or The Village than a conventional horror film.
Although it’s a whisper too long, and exceptionally bleak, this is one of the best genre films of recent months, with every component of the production – acting, writing, cinematography – dripping with quality, among other things.
A superb grief-soaked horror set in a desperated, godless universe, WAWWA is unnverving and moving in equal measures, easily eclipsing the original.