Hellmaster

The film constructs its horror through a clinical, almost procedural dissection of bodily corruption, relying on grotesque and tactile practical effects to sell each agonizing transformation. It explores the terror of losing autonomy from within, where the enemy is your own unraveling biology.

What lingers after the credits is a deeply unsettling feeling of violation, a reminder of the fragility of our own flesh. Those who tire of jump scares will find a more viscous, lingering dread here. — MovieFinder Editorial