SilentDawn’s review published on Letterboxd:
As blood-curdling as the distant screams reaching out from the darkness and as mystical as the indigo snowflakes descending upon the deceased; Martin Scorsese's Shutter Island is a shadowy Gothic masterwork that continues to frighten, shock, enthrall, and captivate. I've gone from (at one point) singling this off as one of Scorsese's lesser works to placing it right inside his list of game-changing achievements. It's a terrifying mix of heartbreaking drama, hair-raising thrills, and horrifying recollections of reality. It fucking explodes off the screen, with Robert Richardson's sensational look enhancing Scorsese's exemplary direction and his consistently mysterious vision.
It's like a glorious mix of 40s Noir, early Hitchcock, Dario Argento, and pure Scorsese injected into the bloodstream of an unstable individual. If you don't want to see that, there's no saving you.