Wow, the true horror of human control, Filipino style. I'd not heard of this gem from the early 80s until recently, but am glad I found it. A film of manipulation, psychological torture and physical restraint, this is a desperately sad story of a newlywed wife and the toxic relationships between her husband, mother and evil father.
It's a shame there are blatant spoilers plastered on the movie cover for those unaware of the backstory, but regardless, this is a great example of a tension-building, anxiety-ridden film that leaves its viewers feeling entirely helpless.
Officially classified in a few categories, this is undoubtedly a psychological horror that manages to conceal its terrors for large periods of the film. Like a poisonous snake though, when it eventually unwinds and strikes on an unprepared audience, Kisapmata aims for the jugular and delivers a brutal and realistic dose of raw pain and desperation.