You might want to catch We Are What We Are before its inevitable, much-too-glossy remake brightens the walls of American multiplexes. I saw it last fall at the 2010 Fantastic Fest in Austin, where writer/director Jorge Michel Grau’s deft confidence at rendering his tale of family dynamics gone horribly awry in Mexico City got his film a jury prize.
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REVIEW: Appetites Go Awry in Nifty, Nasty Horror Import We Are What We Are
