Morcillas crudas
2018 · 43m · España
Directed by Alberto Alber
Genres: dark comedy, horror, thriller
Tones: absurdist, dark, darkly comic
Family company Carnes Gein makes blood sausages from the menstruation of kidnapped women, until love blossoms between kidnapper and captive and the two plot an escape from the macabre family business.
Picked by Felix
The scouts
Most people would run from a premise this grotesque—family slaughterhouse, captive women, body horror wrapped in romance—but Alber leans into the absurdist contradiction until the whole thing becomes weirdly transcendent, the kind of film that makes you laugh and recoil in the same breath because it refuses to apologize for its own lunacy.
While the transgressive premise screams provocation, Alber's formal control—the way he modulates tone between domestic horror and genuine tenderness, the restraint in editing that lets grotesque images breathe—suggests a filmmaker aware he's operating in conversation with European horror and dark comedy lineages, even if the execution feels more schematic than fully synthesized.
The film pivots entirely on a single tonal choice: playing the captive's dawning affection with absolute sincerity rather than irony, which transforms what could've been shock-value schlock into something genuinely disorienting, and it's that commitment to emotional truth in an impossible scenario that actually makes the premise land.