"Are you ready to be one with the cosmos?"

You hear a lot about Turkey these days -- that they're a pivotal nation in the fight against ISIS, that it's capital was once called Constantinople, that Vlad Dracula used to impale people from there.

But have you ever seen a movie from there? Would you have guessed in a million years that the scariest movie of 2015 came from there?

Now I'm a busy devil, so to catch a new movie I have to wait for it to hit Netflix. I admit I haven't yet watched all the scary movies from 2015 yet, but I'm willing to call it today.

This week's Thursday Thriller is Baskin.

This dark fantasy by director Can Evrenol is a heavy-ass fever dream of sensual cruelty. It has a Clive Barker vibe to it.

It's about five cops who like to sit around a diner and recount their past sins -- the usual stuff, really -- gambling, bestiality, closing the deal with a transvestite prostitute. But Yavuz (Muharrem Bayrak) gets a little sensitive about the waiter overhearing that last part, and has to beat the waiter's ass to prove he's a man, while his partners in law-enforcement look on and laugh. Later in the van, to seal the bond of fraternity, they have a sing-along about what assholes they are. Then they get a call on the radio. Backup is needed in Inceagac. If you're unfamiliar with Turkish geography, Inceagac is apparently just across the Mediterranean from Bumfukt, Egypt.

Things get weird when they answer the call. The driver thinks he sees a naked guy running around, they run over somebody, there are frogs everywhere. When they arrive at the location, they find an empty squad car with the lights still flashing, and an abandoned building. Inside the building? Not a lot at first, but then they find a lone, catatonic officer banging his head against the wall, evidence of some bizarre sex ritual, and then there's people still participating in the ritual. Most of them still have all their limbs.

I don't want to spoil the third act, but suddenly they're in Hell, where the master Baba assists people in opening their heart to the universe by cutting out their eyes and forcing them to have sex. I know that sounds fun, but that's not how it plays in the movie.

Actor Mehmet Cerrahoglu steals the screen as Baba, a wiry muscular guy with a laughing Buddha sculpture on his face. I would call his makeup an outstanding achievement, but it turns out that's just Cerrahoglu's face. According to IMDb, he has a skin condition.

This isn't a movie you watch, so much as study. It's disorienting and hard to follow in places, but it's so weird, you'll probably want to watch it again. Even if you don't, it will definitely haunt you on Friday morning as you wonder, "What the hell did I watch last night?" I recommend you open your heart to Baskin. It streams on Netflix.