"Doctor Butcher M.D." and the REAL Horror: Colonization?

Okay, so I just finished watching "Doctor Butcher M.D." (yeah, I know, the title alone should have clued me in, lol) and...wow, I'm messed up. Not in a 'good movie' messed up way, but in a deeply uncomfortable way. Like, the gore is definitely there, but it's the context of the gore that's really hitting me. We're talking about a white doctor going to the Maluku Islands because immigrants are mutilating corpses back in NYC. Red flag city, right? My theory is that the real horror isn't the zombies or the intestine-pulling--it's the whole colonial power dynamic simmering underneath. The movie kinda frames the Islanders as 'primitive' and their rituals as savage. But I'm wondering... what if the mutilations are a twisted form of resistance? Like, taking back what was stolen? Think about it: The movie never really gives us the Islander's perspective. They're just... the 'other.' Silent, menacing. The whole scene with the witch doctor felt particularly icky. Like, the movie's painting him as this evil, supernatural figure, but maybe he's just trying to protect his people and his culture from outsiders? Plus that ending? Where Lori is left seemingly pregnant? Like she's been 'claimed' and will be the progenitor of new Islanders? Just yikes. I know, I know, it's probably reaching. It's a schlocky zombie flick, after all. But the imagery, the implied narratives... it felt like something deeper was going on. Like exploitation masquerading as entertainment. I'm not saying the director necessarily meant to do this, but the tropes this movie relies on have a really ugly history. It's giving me the same cringe as watching old Tarzan movies, you know? Anyway, I’m probably overthinking it, but I just wanted to throw that out there. Did anyone else get a similar vibe? Am I totally off base? Let me know your thoughts! I need to cleanse my brain after that one, haha.