Not to be confused with Jughead, Archie’s affable best pal, Jug Face is about a creepy backwoods, impoverished community where rednecks make moonshine and eat road kill while adhering to cult-like religious doctrine. This little paradise is protected by a strange entity called “the pit”. While the pit has healing powers it also requires occasional human sacrifice which is determined by whatever visage the town potter carves onto a jug whenever he falls into a trance.
This Southern Gothic hillbilly tale is a slow burn with a sympathetic protagonist and a Wicker Man feel. Like other Gothic tales there are occasional splashes of violence however Jug Face is more about dread and fate than gore. Like “We Are What We Are”, Jug Face challenges predetermination and our desire for individuation.