This week on Prime Cuts, we tackle Blood Beat—a holiday-adjacent regional horror oddity that defies explanation. Featuring telekinetic samurai armor, psychic trauma, wooden performances, and vibes that feel more manifested than written, this film exists in a category entirely its own.
We break down what Blood Beat is (and definitely isn’t), why it barely functions as a slasher, and how its surreal earnestness somehow makes it unforgettable. If you enjoy confusing, slow-burn cult horror that commits fully to its nonsense, this one’s for you.
