This hurts. Because it's not confortable. It's thrown at me. It is not a thriller, not a genre movie, not a horror movie, meant to frighten and entertain. It's to question my own sadism, and put me against the wall, witnessing my own violence, my own playfulness as a viewer. It plays with me, it plays against me. And alows me to think, when usually I'm just having fun, looking at blood and dead bodies. It hurts.