Inferno ★★★½

When you watch an Argento film, you have to forgo any expectations of logical behaviour and narrative sense. Instead, just relish a world where characters do and say things that defy reason, and where the geography of a place is like that of a fever dream. Succumb to a primary colour palette and theatre-like sets. Forget the bad dubbing and the performances of actors who often have the distracted look of someone wondering if they’ve left the stove on or not. Oh, and don’t worry about the plot – there isn’t really one. Instead, enjoy some bravura flourishes from the director; disconcerting close-ups and creeping camera-work, and genuinely unnerving sound design. Amongst the schlock, there is an unmistakable art-house sensibility. Keith Emerson’s score perfectly matches the on-screen insanity. What is it with prog-rockers composing horror films at this time? (See Rick Wakeman, and 1981’s The Burning.)

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