No, I thought YOU said I was alright, Spider.
Did you ever buy a "Greatest Hits Live" album by a musical artist 10 or so years past their prime, but you still kinda liked it? That's this movie. Argento takes a lot of "inspiration" here from his earlier work and packages it into a pretty low budget hommage to himself. I'm frankly all in for that, but a meandering plot and a weirdly miscast Max Von Sydow lead to a generally distracted film.
In this really strange mash-up of Demons and Evil Dead, you will see people do things you don't understand, in ways that make no sense, to music that is repetitive and horrible. There's not a plot as such but there are plot-like things people say, and the saying of these things are occasionally administered throughout the film. But it's still sort of fun.
This movie painfully shows how the internet uses and is informed by anxiety and depression. This is illustrated through Casey, who has little understanding of what she's really engaging with when decides to join the World's Fair challenge.
This is a very bleak and amazing film. I wanted to take Casey to a carnival myself and buy her tickets for all the rides and all the junk food she might want. Maybe this is because I suspect my own daughter…
If you told me this was some 70s arthouse horror, something like "Picnic at Hanging Rock", I'd probably believe you.
It's shocking to think about a high school mandating female students take a class about marriage and the "duties of a wife". Incredibly, this came out a year before I was born, not 150 years. Looking to the present moment from the point of this film, it's interesting to see how far we have, and haven't, come.
This is horror's most visually stunning movie, and its art deco violence will never be matched. Start with just this movie's name: "Suspiria". It sounds like some sacred Latin term, maybe one that stands for blood, color and volume, in equal measure.
That contrasts so brilliantly with "Suzy Banion", which might as well be Suzy Creamcheese from Toledo, Ohio. Suzy won a coveted spot at the Tanz Academy in Freiburg, so she won't have to wait tables at Cracker Barrell…
Seeing this on a big outdoor screen last night (at the best Drive ln on earth, with the best drive-in people on earth, The Mahoning), after countless previous viewings, provided an amazing contrast to the crampedness of the house sequences, which make up most of the movie. Then, in the final minutes, BOOM, hell opens up and sheds light on everything.
Claire Higgins IS this movie, and she's an amazing contrast to Ashley Laurence's feisty innocence. And yes, the closing…