Somewhat stodgy in its seriousness, Phantom remains a secondary work by a great filmmaker.

Far from some visual notes that at times add certain dreamlike qualities, I have the impression that it is a minor piece of Murnau's early expressionist cinema. [Full review in Spanish]

The film has its share of hand-wringing histrionics, but is also striking in mood and look.

Phantom is a fitting title for a story in which emotions are ruthless, motivations are slippery, and identity itself is dauntingly hard to pin down. This isn't exactly horror, but parts of it border on nightmare.