Death Has No Master

This swampy, slow-burn thriller is part-horror and part puzzle, tackling thorny issues of colonialism, race and family legitimacy in original and intriguing style.

It successfully accrues tension ahead of its explosive finale, one that pays off the story’s slow boil with an outward spiral of violence brutal enough to stain the soil red, Peckinpah-style.

The least assured of Armand’s films to date, with Argento’s jarring casting and uneasy performance something of a stumbling block. Still, there’s enough here that’s intriguing and unsettling.

Jorge Thielen Armand's Death Has No Master worries too much about vibes and so little about story. It's frustrating and quite frankly, rather upsetting.