We're going way back - centuries before a certain dancing clown set up shop. Three youngsters (Kiawentiio, Isabel DeRoy-Olson, and Michael Podemski) wander into the Western Wood, and, as kids in horror movies are legally obligated to do, they stumble onto something they absolutely should have left alone: a terrifying ancient spirit that has been chilling in those woods since long before anyone thought to build a town on top of it.
That's the setup, and it's a smart one. By stripping away the clown iconography and the 1950s nostalgia, the film gets to remind you that Derry's evil didn't start with IT - it started with the land itself. The spirit our young heroes encounter feels less like a movie monster and more like something that was already here, waiting, the way the best folk horror always does. For a half-hour runtime, the flick wastes almost no time on setup before the dread starts piling up, and it knows exactly when to pull the ripcord.



























