easybake
2026 · 13m
Directed by Sasha Duncan
Genres: coming-of-age, horror
Tones: dark, provocative, surreal
After consuming a clay sculpture, an insecure teen wakes with the ability to sculpt her own body, leading to an obsessive pursuit of "perfection."
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The scouts
Body horror as self-actualization metaphor—the kind of premise that makes you laugh and recoil simultaneously, which means it's doing something consensus taste won't touch for years. Duncan's betting on surrealism over jump scares, and that's exactly the subversion this bloated genre needs.
The film situates itself in a lineage of body-transformation cinema (Videodrome, Teeth, Cronenberg's playbook) but struggles to earn its formal ambitions; the editing occasionally undercuts the grotesque precision that would elevate this beyond provocation into genuine craft.
The decision to make the body-sculpting tactile and intimate rather than explosive—clay friction, skin yielding in real time—transforms what could be cheap shock into something textured and unsettling, and that micro-choice of restraint is what separates this from a thousand other teen-horror concepts.