Hunter Hunter

 The Mersault family - Joe (Devon Sawa), Anne (Camille Sullivan) and their tween daughter Renee (Summer Howell) - live off the grid somewhere out in the Canadian wilderness. Anne has her doubts and seems less keen on the hunting side of things, but the life suits the patriarch just fine, and young Renee seems to have taken to it enthusiastically.
 It's getting harder to (self-)sustain, though; Early on Anne makes a trip to a nearby town to sell the furs and get some necessary provisions, and is told at the store she'll need to 'need to work out what she needs the most'. Prices for her skins are set by a buyer's market, and people aren't buying. So they're left literally living hand-to-mouth, as their only available food is what they can grow or hunt.

 Things get even harder when they realize a lone wolf they have a history with is back and poaching from their traps. Anne in particular is terrified of it, so Joe decides to go out and hunt it down. I'm guessing the fact that its pelt will fetch a tidy sum is also a factor.
 The movie plays its hand early when, while tracking the wolf, Joe runs into a bunch of corpses in the woods arranged in a grisly tableau that's clearly beyond the capabilities of even the meanest of animals. The guy's been established to be extremely people-shy, so when he later decides to hide his discovery from his family and go out to try and find whoever did this by his lonesome... well, it's weird, but it kind of fits the character - protecting his own, his way. (A later scene explains that they may be living in federal lands illegally; It doesn't justify his behaviour, but it does make sense out of things.)

 From there we stick mostly with Anne and Renee back in the cabin who, after a pretty intense lupine encounter, are understandably terrified of the wolf stalking them. There are some not entirely unpredictable developments, and it all ends with a couple bursts of extreme violence and some very respectable grand-guignol gore-work.

 There's additional narrative threads, mostly around a couple of park rangers, but overall it's a simple, stripped-down yarn, well told. The storytelling is very confident, in the sense that it never feels the need to explain everything or go back and fill any blanks, it takes its time getting to the fireworks factory, and it keeps an expert control on its tone and tension-building. It's also well shot (Cinematographer: Greg Nicod), full of beautiful Manitoban landscapes, and gets very gruesome when it needs to. The acting is great and so is the Kevin Cronin soundtrack.

 The script, in its simplicity, does manage a few powerful moments, including a Bambi scene that echoes the squirrel-gutting one in Winter's Bone ("Do we eat the guts?", "Not yet").

 In fact, between the premise, the feel of the movie and some of its situations, it's tempting to be glib and describe Hunter Hunter as "Debra Granik by way of EC Comics". But that would be unfair, as writer/director Shawn Linden has been developing this for more than a decade; Also, Leave No Trace is one of my favorite movies from since whenever it came out, so it'd be really dumb to complain about someone choosing to use it as the basis for what ends up being a pretty damn cool horror-adjacent movie.