-David Hemmings looks like the weird-ass love child of George Clooney and John Lithgow.
-Either the dubbing sucks horribly (which it does) or Dario Argento does not care one dipshit about dialogue (which I guess he doesn't).
-I like Suspiria better.
-Oh, sure, it's quite frightening, very moody, but it also relyed too much on color scheme (which isn't very bad) and a loud, screechy, bordering-on-funny Goblin score. I found myself only half-interested in the plot, you see, a rather well-thought-out mystery involving the sinister murder of pyschic Helga Ulmann (Macha Meril). As always with these things, our protagonist, British music teacher Marcus Daly's curiousity leads to even more deaths, a fake-out reveal, the real reveal, and so on. Fine, yes.
-Of note: Gianna Brezzi, the journalist, independent woman, the one who butts heads with Marcus's sexist views, who, thanks to the extremely Americanised, cut version, appears to show up out of nowhere, hangs about Marcus for no particular reason, and gets no fleshing out. Anyway, it should be noted, she was the partner of Dario Argento for some years, had his kid, known mixed-feelings-by-me recipient Asia Argento.
-Calm down, Goblin. Jeez.
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