Grave Torture

Many people said, this film are like Christopher Nolan of Indonesia. But, sadly, Not!! There's too much people praising this film. "It's just like western movie" they said. "It's not about jump scare" or "It's more psychological film."

The atmosphere are great. The cinematography are good. The acting are top notch. That's the only positive things from this film.

The first half of the film is about our brave women, Sita. She try to find the truth about "Siksa Kubur" or Grave Torture. There's so much ideology battle, especially about religion through the film. Quite enjoyed it, yes, this "psychologycal" thing are so great.

Sadly, after that, when, Sita goes to the grave, it's became down hill! The ghosts are laughable. Why? Because it's literally more like alien, like Venom. And the other ghost just crawling in the wall like spiderman.

And there's literally Zombies in here! Just beat it, man!! Those old man zombies are not menancing enough!!

Many people said, the most "scary" scene are the washing machine scene. But, sorry, it's a big NO. Nothing scary, that's scene just make my eyes roll, because, it's soo dumb. They're literally in super rich nursing home, why the patient washed their clothes alone?? Yes, it's a part of "big twist" but too dumb.

And Sita suddenly became weak minded. She's a brave women like Spider-Woman or Katnis Everdreen from the get go, but why do that to her at the end?? Ugh.

They're claimed this film would make people "believe" about grave torture and repent. But at the end, i just thought, "did i watched some superhero movie"??

Joko Anwar has been known to make films with notable standards like great characters, interesting premise to follow, provoking dialogues, and doses of gore here and there. Grave Torture checks all of the items, but unfortunately, it also checks Anwar's notorious trademark: a weak third act.

Anwar has always been a good storyteller. This movie is no exception. It has a bubbling mystery in every corner, asking me to guess in every scene, unrolled with witty, almost absurd, characters, to keep me on my seat along with amazing technical aspects, especially the sound design. Then, the third act comes.

It reminds me of all of his previous horror works where the plot becomes chaotic and blurred. I don't know how, but it felt really exploitative. There's not much of a story, just series of audience-engaging scenes masquerading as a climax. How is that justify all of the buildups? How is that going to answer all of the questions? Those questions keep me on my seat until suddenly, it ends.

I realized that Anwar is not responsible to make a film that I can fully understand. Maybe I am not smart enough for that. Maybe it's a trick to anticipates for possible sequel (if any). Or maybe, it's time for me to accept that Anwar's style will never going to a direction that I like. But, I think most of his climax is an easy way out for such lucrative plot development that he makes.

Then again, the climax stays in my head for two days. It does impactful.

Have you ever been in a group project where everyone had a good idea, but no one could agree on which one to use? That's exactly how this movie feels. While it does deliver some genuine scares (hence the bump to a 5), the overall direction is completely scattered. It feels like a college movie project gone off the rails.

This is not a 6/7-star horror movie like The Night House, A Dark Song, Session 9, Tigers Are Not Afraid, Huesera: The Bone Woman, or Lake Mungo (which I personally think deserve higher ratings, but are likely dragged down by non-horror fans). I suspect this film's rating may be inflated, possibly due to being more catered to a religious Indonesian audience.

It's worth a watch, but don't make it the main event for movie night. It's the kind of film you put on when you don't mind your friends talking during it. Or maybe the one you watch before diving into something really good.

Honestly, this movie would've worked better as an anthology. The number of different directions it tries to go in ends up being almost comedic at times.

Netflix often drops international horror films with little promotion, so I'm here to keep you in the loop. If you're into chilling stories, I highly recommend "Grave Torture", the latest from Indonesian horror master Joko Anwar (known for Satan's Slaves and Impetigore). It's streaming now, and trust me, it's worth watching!

"Grave Torture" grabs you right from the fantastic opening scene and never loosens its grip. The film masterfully builds tension, keeping you on edge with every twist and turn. Joko Anwar creates an atmosphere so thick with dread that it's impossible to look away, no matter how unsettling things get.

If you're after something truly creepy, this is it. The slow-burn suspense and chilling moments will stick with you long after it's over. "Grave Torture" is a must-watch for horror fans looking for a film that delivers on every front.

Horror movies. Often a genre synonymous with jump scares, gore, and mindless entertainment. While these elements can be thrilling, they rarely delve into the deeper recesses of the human psyche. They seldom grapple with the existential questions that gnaw at us in the quiet hours, the ones that keep us up at night. This is precisely why Joko Anwar's Siksa Kubur a.k.a. Grave Torture, struck such a profound chord with me. It dared to be different, to transcend the genre's limitations and offer a horror experience unlike any other.

Unlike its conventional counterparts, Siksa Kubur didn't shy away from the very questions I myself grapple with. These weren't the usual horror tropes - ghosts seeking revenge or vengeful spirits. Instead, the film delved into the complexities of fear of the unknown, the nature of good and evil, motives and consequences. It forced me to confront these unsettling realities head-on, making me a willing participant in its exploration of the human mind.

But what truly elevated from Siksa Kubur was its ability to offer insightful answers to these harrowing questions. It didn't bombard me with simplistic solutions or preachy pronouncements. Instead, the film presented its ideas through a masterfully crafted narrative, allowing me to arrive at my own interpretations. The terror wasn't simply a means to an end; it served as a catalyst for introspection. The scares, while undeniably effective, weren't the sole focus. They were meticulously woven into the narrative, each one serving to push me further down the rabbit hole of self-discovery.

This is not to say that the film shied away from genuine scares. Siksa Kubur delivered moments of pure, unadulterated terror. However, these moments were not gratuitous. They were meticulously placed, serving to heighten the emotional stakes and reinforce the film's central themes. The true brilliance lay in the way these scares intertwined with the exploration of the aforementioned questions. Each jump or moment of heart-pounding suspense added another layer to the film's tapestry, deepening the overall impact.

The film's characters also played a pivotal role in its success. They weren't simply one-dimensional archetypes, instead, they were complex individuals wrestling with their own internal demons, mirroring the struggles of the audience. Their journeys became our journeys, their fears resonated with our own anxieties. We empathized with their plight, becoming emotionally invested in their fate, which made the film's exploration of these profound themes all the more impactful.

Ultimately, Siksa Kubur served as more than just a horror film. It was a thought-provoking experience that challenged me to confront my own fears and grapple with the existential questions that linger in the shadows. It offered no easy answers, but instead, empowered me to forge my own path of understanding. In a genre often content with cheap thrills, Siksa Kubur dared to be different, offering a horror experience that was both terrifying and intellectually stimulating. It reminded me that horror, at its best, can be a powerful tool for introspection, forcing us to confront the darkness within and emerge, perhaps, with a newfound sense of self-awareness.