Parasited - Little Puck

The film’s genius lies in its pacing. Unlike traditional possession narratives, treats infection as a slow, almost romantic tragedy. Aina doesn't scream or vomit pea soup. Instead, she begins to crave raw meat, speaks in backwards Latin fragments, and draws complex geometric patterns on her skin—patterns the "Little Puck" dictates.

This time, Little Puck didn’t go for the eye. It went for the root—the brainstem, where fear and love share the same raw wire. It nested there like a second pulse, and for the first time, it felt something like joy. Parasited - Little Puck

"Little Puck, Parasitized"