Impetigore

Maya, broke in Jakarta, learns she may have inherited a house in a remote village. She goes. The villagers know exactly who she is, and the reason none of their children have been born whole for years is bound up with her family.

Joko Anwar draws on Javanese tradition, shadow puppetry, ritual and a specific local curse, and the film is properly rooted rather than a Western structure in Indonesian dress.

It is beautifully shot, patient, and builds to a reveal about Maya's father and what he did that reframes the whole village's suffering.

The graves under the houses, and the skinning, are the images that stay.

Anwar is the most interesting horror director working in Indonesia and this is his most accessible film.