Comes with all the stilted writing and wooden line readings you'd expect from an indie debut with this kind of production concept, but Innuksuk has a good eye and an even better sense of place (and how the land itself becomes threatening), which goes a long way in making this feel as lived-in and grounded as it does. Some pretty nifty low-budget creature effects too, whose overt indebtedness to early Peter Jackson and The Texas Chain Saw Massacre turns the production's natural limitations into strengths: if used with purpose as they are here, uncanny CGI animal zombies and rubber masks are far more unsettling than polished photorealism. I also like how consciously Innuksuk and Cavan pick up on sci-fi horror's long-standing tradition of renegotiating the history of settler colonialism. "No justice on stolen land."