Written & Directed by Nacho Cerda
A sculptor is traumatized by the death of his wife in a car accident. He builds a sculpture in her memory. As the lifelike sculpture begins to bleed through the cracks of clay, the sculptor’s flesh mutates and crumbles away.
While Genesis isn’t nearly as gore-drenched and disgusting as Cerda’s short, Aftermath, (my review) the artist’s forte of death remains the theme of the film. Aftermath was my introduction to Cerda’s bleak, thoughtful, and often troubling work, and I honestly didn’t know if I was going to be a fan or not. Genesis is hauntingly touching, riveting me to the screen from the opening moments.
It starts with a single drop of blood.
As the sculpture nears completion, the artist edges closer and closer to his own death. His skin starts to dry and crack like clay while his wife’s sculpture gains more and more life. The film is shot beautifully, juxtaposing life and death with a chilling score and eerie visual style. The sense of grief is overwhelming. Unable to even take his own life, the artist eventually succumbs and his wife crosses over from death.
All fans of horror and dark subject matter surely have 30 minutes to check this one out. It’s currently available to watch instantly on Netflix. You’ll cancel your finger-painting 101 class after this.