SuspirianKnight’s review published on Letterboxd:
I was half paying attention to this last night while watching the NBA Playoffs and that’s not how you watch Fulci, folks! You gotta be all in on the madness, the jazzy orgy scenes, and the fact that every gorgeous Italian woman is apparently a psychosexual dope fiend or a dreamer of gruesome murders (which always ends up happening for real).
The absolute coolest scene involves this chick with a perm in an abandoned building dipping blades in buckets of paint, then throwing the knives into a blank canvas, creating splatter death art. She’s my hero.