
The Wailing
Na Hong-jin’s 2016 Korean mystery-horror follows a rural policeman investigating inexplicable violence in his village. As explanations multiply — shamanic curse, demonic possession, epidemic, colonial panic — none cohere, and conviction becomes indistinguishable from delusion. With deliberate pacing, restrained performances, and Hong Kyung-pyo’s naturalistic cinematography, the film sustains dread through ambiguity rather than revelation. Its power lies in how thoroughly it models the exhaustion and danger of not knowing — and how easily certainty replaces it.

