'The Village in The Woods' (2019) – Raine McCormack.

'You must cut the thing that binds you!'

Low-budget horror films all too frequently rely on copious gore, and exploitative nudity to clumsily disguise the inherent lack of narrative originality, and while the macabre folk horror 'The Village in The Woods' is undeniably derivative, owing much to 'The Wicker Man', and the menacing, smog-slathered 'Horror Hotel', writer/director Raine McCormack's quirky backwoods chiller has a delightfully eccentric Pagan perviness that pungently permeates the smoke-shrouded, sinfully satanic shenanigans fulminating deep within the desolated, mist-obscured environs of this especially benighted village, wherein a penurious young couple, rather down on their luck, are ostensibly lured to this demonstratively inhospitable locale as the inheritors of the long-abandoned, woefully neglected hostelry 'The Harbour Inn', only to grimly discover that the altogether bizarre villagers harbour a most devilishly degenerate intent which creepily culminates in a diabolically degenerate climax, that saucily suggests that some more outre local customs can be deleterious to your health! 'The Village in The Woods' while lacking the hyperbolic grue of the more retrograde hipster horror movies made today, has an amusingly eccentric, old school, inherently British quality that, perhaps, fans of Brit-cult classics 'Virgin Witch', and 'Satan's Slave' might also appreciate, and if you are able to see beyond the obvious budgetary constraints, and courageously peer through this kooky horror film's dense swathes of voluminous smoke, you, like me, might just find much weirdness to enjoy!