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available directly through the director or specialty indie shops. Horror in the High Desert (Review)

Without these, The Exclusive feels like a fragmented true-crime podcast episode rather than a horror film. horror in the high desert exclusive

Without spoiling the specific imagery, the final 15 minutes of the film are a watershed moment for indie horror. The film shifts from the documentary format to the raw, unedited footage found on Gary’s camera. available directly through the director or specialty indie

The dark around them convulsed. For a terrible, wonderful instant, it seemed the desert was confused. The wind stalled, the figures paused. A keening that had been rising stranded in the air and then, as if annoyed, the wash expelled sound in a single long spasm. From the center of the circle rose a smell like burnt sage and iron, and something sloughed from the earth—long, stringed, like a root pulled from soil. It writhed and then stilled. The film shifts from the documentary format to