An unpretentious surrealist (oddity of oddities), Dario Argento has shown no inclination to this point to make any other sort of movie than one that scares the daylights out of you, and this is the one of his that takes you deepest into darkness. Typically, his plot hinges on an act of voyeurism, which, as in Hitchcock's Rear Window, involves the protagonist first as eyewitness to a crime, then as nosy amateur investigator, and ultimately as potential victim. Typically, too, one key element of the witnessed crime is hazy in the protagonist's mind, like a half-remembered dream, so that the solution to the problem lies close to the surface of his subconscious and just on the tip of his tongue. The presence of David Hemmings in the lead role might additionally make you contemplate what Blow-Up would have been like if the hero had had any inkling of the proper conduct when stumbling upon a murder mystery. (1977) — Duncan Shepherd
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