Let me preface this by saying I am completely burnt out on modern horror trailers. They either give away the entire plot in two minutes or compile every single jump scare into a neat little montage, leaving absolutely nothing for the actual theater experience.

So, when the buzz around Obsession started getting dangerously loud, I made a conscious choice to tune it out. I didn’t read the synopses. I didn’t look at the deep-dive theories. All I knew was that both hardcore horror fans and notoriously stiff critics were losing their minds over it. I watched just enough of the trailer—maybe thirty seconds—to confirm the vibes were immaculate, bought my ticket, and walked into the theater with absolutely zero expectations.

What I wound up watching completely shattered me.