This is an Iranian-American art house vampire movie. Indeed, it’s probably THE Iranian-American art house vampire movie, as I can’t imagine it could be confused with any other movie. It’s very stylish, very odd, with a lot of layers to unpack: it’s a feminist commentary on Iranian culture, a table-turning horror movie where we sympathize with the monster and loathe the victims, a fantasy in which men fear the night and women walk boldly in the shadows. Though it veers into kitsch at some points with its extremely stylized scene setting, it’s a wonderful and sometimes frightening movie. It’s certainly not a jump-scare horror thrill ride, but it is a quietly brooding and disturbing variation on a classic tale.