Nunsploitation by way of Filipino folk horror. A study of guilt, shame, repression, and lust. Felt like it could have been an entry in Pasolini’s would-be “Trilogy of Death.” Besides a couple of characters, the atmosphere feels pretty timeless, with its huts and buffalo and sand and sea and such.
Opens with a nasty bit of animal violence which is at least used to make the point that life is ugly and you must recognize these things exist, which the rest of the film hammers in. Definitely a transgressive film that will make a lot of people feel uncomfortable.
This happens to be another initiation story, a theme I’ve been noticing in a good number of the erotic horror movies I watch. The title makes sense since this is all about complicity in sin and an inability to escape it.