Un grande film sul cannibalismo come metafora della nascita delle pulsioni adolescenziali della protagonista e della sua evoluzione verso la sua maturazione. La messa in scena elegante, nonostante il tema, e l'angoscia creata danno una forza rara alla narrazione, che resta impressa.
The idea of the sexual awakening of the female maneater archetype is good enough, but Grave is drenched in the clean, artsy but sadistic aesthetic of French horror films of the 2000's, which drags everything down - although it is nowhere near as violent as its predecessors. It's a very pleasant-looking unpleasant film, its hellish perception of college life being more exaggerated than the blood and guts.
Coming of age films love to posit the end of childhood as the beginning of individualism. An escape from all that came before. Raw, on the other hand, posits that with adulthood comes all the problems the previous generation could not solve. All those sexual and ethical quandaries come rushing out of that deep repression, like blood gushing from a ragged bite wound.
I loved this film. Smart, intelligent horror. I thought the juxtaposition of the rites of passage combined with the lead's awful discovery of the fault in her stars was really cleverly done. And yes. It kept me guessing right to the end. First film? What a corker!