
It Follows
David Robert Mitchell crafts an intoxicating, dreamlike dread through wide anamorphic compositions and Disasterpeace’s pulsing synth score. The premise treats intimacy as an inescapable death sentence: a shape-shifting entity stalks its prey at an unhurried, relentless walking pace, assuming the guise of friends, strangers, or naked figures on rooftops. Maika Monroe anchors the horror with raw, exhausted vulnerability. It belongs on this roster because it understands the crushing isolation of adolescence, where grown-ups are totally useless and survival demands banding together with fellow outcasts. If you crave the pervasive distrust and teen-ensemble vigilance found in The Faculty, Mitchell's suburban nightmare is essential viewing.









