Ángeles Hernández

Ángeles Hernández popped up big time with “El Hoyo” (most folks over here call it “The Platform”). This movie? Man, it’s something else. Set in this freaky vertical prison—think Jenga tower but with people stuck in the rooms—there’s just one slab of food that drops down from top to bottom every day. Total mayhem. Everyone’s desperate, clawing for a bite, and the folks on the higher floors get first dibs, obviously, so you can imagine how ugly it gets for anyone stuck way down below. It’s all super bleak and in-your-face about class, survival, and just how twisted humans can be when they’re hungry and desperate. The film’s got this gnarly, claustrophobic vibe. You’re stuck in there with the characters, watching them spiral, scheme, and sometimes flat-out lose it. Every month, the prisoners get shuffled to a new level, which means one day you’re feasting, next you’re starving. Brutal, right? The story isn’t just about gross-out horror, though. There’s a weird philosophical edge, too. The whole thing kinda screams, “Hey, society’s a mess and nobody’s sharing the damn pie.” And Hernández? She nails the tension, keeps you guessing, and never lets you look away, even when you really, really want to. By the end, you’re left with way more questions than answers, and that’s totally the point. It’s bleak, sure, but it’s the kind of movie that sticks in your brain and makes you side-eye your next dinner party. Trust me, you won’t forget it.