Babak Anvari
Wounds is a work of unyielding dread – one of those misunderstood gems that comes along every so often, catching you off-guard with its skin-crawling concept and arcane atmosphere.
Film is one of the best artistic mediums because it’s always growing; it speaks every language, and every place in the world has their iteration as to what’s scary, twisted, weird or just downright bizarre. Different countries offer different interpretations of horror, from China where vampires hop to Korean Shaman. They don’t wave crosses, nor do they compel the power of Christ upon anyone, but just don’t fall in love with Isabelle Adjani.
