there came a point roughly halfway through suspiria where I completely surrendered myself. although luca guadagnino’s reinterpretation of the 1977 classic is heavy on plot and subtext, my first viewing (of which there will be many more) was an overwhelming sensory experience — a trance, lynchian in feel, kubrickian in design and yet never once feeling like anything other than its own nightmarish entity. drenched in a thick, blood red atmosphere, otherwordly forces genuinely feel at play here, making this…
as memoria cut to black, i felt as though i’d awoken from the most ethereal dream. there’s really nothing i can write that would do it justice because so much of the film is simply felt — the type of thing you have to journey through yourself. best of the decade material, and the decade has only just begun.