Tumbbad

In a crumbling village in colonial-era Maharashtra, a family guards the secret of a fallen god sleeping in the earth who guards infinite gold, which can be taken only at terrible cost.

Rahi Anil Barve spent years making it and the result is unlike anything in Indian mainstream cinema: a gorgeous, rain-soaked gothic in Marathi about avarice as an inheritance passed from father to son, told across decades.

The mythology is original, built from a single invented deity and a frightening idea about how the gold is obtained.

The monsoon never stops, the palette is gold and rot, and the creature design is extraordinary.

It was a critical landmark and made almost no money, and it is one of the best-looking horror films of its decade from anywhere.