Director Dario Argento provokes excruciating suspense but gets carried away with bloody flourishes. As ever, Hemmings is awfully convincing.

Argento, who's no Hitchcock, manufactures suspense with flashy camerawork, loud noises and pounding music. Then, all is garnished generously with gore. Credibility, which comes in a distant second, flies out the window in the process.

Visually and aurally, the film is enchanting.

It functions as a stylistic exercise in which Argento showcases his aesthetic of the subversive; unfortunately, however, his giallo horror narrative is far too predictable for me to take this dull thriller seriously. [Full review in Spanish]