Although more raw & primal than Jim Mickle's remake, We Are What We Are (also known as Somos lo que hay) fails to make the most of its succulent premise and is an unpalatable entry in the world of cannibalism horror that neither features a good dose of gore nor packs a meaty plot or fleshed characters to keep our interest alive.
The film follows a family that's forced to fend for themselves when its patriarch dies under mysterious circumstances. With their sole provider gone, the children are left with no choice but to take up new responsibilities, and must do whatever it takes to put the necessary meat on the table and keep their family's ritualistic traditions alive.
Written & directed by Jorge Michel Grau, this Mexican horror tries to make us invest its world through its story but the plot is too weak & characters too distant for that to happen. Add to that, much of its violence takes place off-screen and lacks the flesh-tearing shock appeal that viewers expect in a cannibalistic tale. The entire approach is a total misfire.
More than anything, We Are What We Are is a story of family & responsibility that's driven by the internal tensions between the surviving members who must find out a way to fill in the void left in the wake of the family head's demise. Performances are serviceable at best but it's all spread unevenly, which in turn makes its runtime feel longer than it is.
On an overall scale, We Are What We Are had potential but the film is never sure of what route to take. The narrative decision might have worked if the script was more polished & characters better sketched. It's watchable, no doubt, and contains a few disturbing scenes but the overall experience still leaves an unsatisfactory aftertaste. A rare example that was bettered by its Hollywood remake.
