Susu

The film constructs its dread through a cultural clash, where the cold English Gothic architecture meets the haunting specter of Chinese opera. It relies on a pervasive unease, making every whisper in an empty hallway and each unearthed film reel feel like a latent threat.

What lingers after viewing is a profound sense of melancholic entrapment, a ghost story less about jumps and more about the prisons of memory. The past here is a possessive, inescapable force. — MovieFinder Editorial