This psychological thriller, centred on the struggles of a comic book artist (or more accurately, an aspiring one) excels in its striking comic artwork, which enhances the film’s visual appeal. This is reinforced by a well-presented exploration of the desire for artistic recognition, complemented by well-crafted relationships and conflicts among the characters, all revolving around the protagonist.

However, a jarring structural shift in the second act does more harm than good, throwing off the pacing and weakening the investigation into key events. As a result, the film’s resolution feels somewhat underwhelming.

Weirdly enough, this Mexican horror film works quite well, not because of its paranormal elements, which do feature some impressive effects, particularly toward the end, or its disappointingly unthreatening rabid dog.

Instead, the film’s true horror lies in its insufferable pair of kids, their incompetent mother, and the downright hateful array of secondary characters.

A fun disclaimer appears at the end of the credits, where Emilio Portes amusingly notes that people in real life are even more awful than those portrayed in the movie.