Henry Bedwell

Henry Bedwell, born June 3, 1973, smack in the middle of Mexico City, has been quietly carving his own path in the world of cinema. The guy’s got a knack for horror and suspense, but he’s not exactly following the beaten path—his stuff hits different. You might know him for “Más negro que la noche” from 2014, a remake with enough edge and shadow to satisfy anyone who’s tired of cookie-cutter ghost stories. Seriously, he doesn’t just reheat old tales; he brings in fresh angles, creeping dread, and a splash of dark humor that keeps you guessing. Fast forward to “Karem, la posesión” in 2021, and Bedwell’s clearly not done exploring the weirder corners of the supernatural. He digs into possession and the raw chaos it brings, going beyond your standard jump scares. There’s this raw, gritty energy in his work—like he’s not afraid to get a little messy or make his audience squirm. “Forward,” his 2016 project, dives into the complexities of fate and time, showing he’s not chained to one genre. He’s got a real talent for pulling you into stories where the line between reality and nightmare blurs faster than you’d expect. Bedwell’s films stand out because he actually cares about what freaks people out. He’s part of a new wave of Mexican filmmakers who aren’t afraid to push boundaries, and you can see the city’s influence all over his work—urban legends, raw emotions, that restless energy. If you haven’t checked out his stuff yet, you’re missing out.