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There is something undeniably fascinating about the emergence of Alice Maio Mackay as a modern underground horror voice.

In an era where independent genre cinema often bends toward algorithmic familiarity or nostalgia-driven imitation, Mackay’s work feels defiantly personal — rough around the edges, fiercely expressive, and deeply invested in stories of identity, transformation, queerness, alienation, and emotional vulnerability. Her films do not merely use horror as metaphor; they inhabit it as lived experience.

With The Serpent’s Skin, Mackay once again returns to those recurring thematic obsessions, crafting a supernatural relationship horror steeped in desire, insecurity, and bodily transformation. The result is a film bursting with sincerity and ambition, even if its execution occasionally struggles beneath the weight of its ideas.


At its core, The Serpent’s Skin is less concerned with demonic mythology than emotional rupture.

The narrative — centred on two young women whose growing romantic connection awakens supernatural powers and inadvertently unleashes a destructive evil — functions primarily as a framework for exploring intimacy, repression, guilt, and self-perception.

As with much of Mackay’s work, the horror emerges from emotional instability rather than external threat alone. The demon haunting the film feels symbolic of unresolved trauma and insecurity — a manifestation of emotional damage infecting the relationships around it.

This approach gives the film a deeply personal energy, even when its storytelling becomes uneven.


What continues to distinguish Alice Maio Mackay is the clarity of her voice.

Her cinema exists within a fascinating lineage of queer DIY horror filmmaking — openly embracing melodrama, camp, supernatural iconography, and emotional rawness while rejecting the polished sterility that often dominates contemporary independent horror.

There is an immediacy to her work that feels refreshingly unfiltered.

Mackay’s films frequently centre outsiders searching for identity and belonging within worlds that threaten to reject or consume them. In The Serpent’s Skin, desire itself becomes transformative and dangerous, blurring the boundaries between liberation and destruction.

The film understands that vulnerability can be terrifying.


Where The Serpent’s Skin falters somewhat is in its narrative cohesion.

The mythology surrounding the demon and supernatural powers often feels underdeveloped, with certain emotional and narrative beats arriving before the film has fully earned them. Tonal shifts occasionally create a sense of fragmentation, as though the film is torn between intimate character drama and heightened supernatural horror without fully reconciling the two.

Yet paradoxically, some of these imperfections also contribute to the film’s charm.

There is something admirable about a filmmaker prioritising emotional honesty and thematic expression over rigid structural precision. Mackay’s work rarely feels calculated. It feels instinctive — driven more by feeling than formula.


Like much queer horror, The Serpent’s Skin uses supernatural transformation as a metaphor for internal change.

Desire leaves marks here — emotionally, psychologically, physically. Characters shift and unravel under the weight of longing, shame, and unresolved past trauma. The film repeatedly frames identity as fluid, unstable, and vulnerable to corruption, reflecting the anxieties tied to self-discovery and emotional dependence.

This thematic throughline proves far more compelling than the film’s literal mythology.

The true horror is not possession.
It is emotional exposure.


Despite its flaws, The Serpent’s Skin reinforces why Mackay remains such an intriguing figure within contemporary independent horror.

She represents a generation of filmmakers reclaiming genre cinema as a space for deeply personal storytelling — unconcerned with mainstream expectations and more interested in emotional truth, queer identity, and artistic self-expression.

Not every experiment fully succeeds, but the sincerity behind the work is undeniable.

And increasingly, sincerity itself feels radical.


The Serpent’s Skin is an ambitious, emotionally charged supernatural horror film that further cements Alice Maio Mackay as one of underground horror’s most distinctive emerging voices.

Narratively uneven but thematically rich, the film thrives most when embracing its raw emotional vulnerability and DIY gothic sensibilities.

  • Saul Muerte