The horror elements and murders are quite underwhelming and tame, diluting the intensity and minimizing the psychology of them being a necessity for our emotionally despaired killer. Sure, Bava's style and set design are glorious, but this is far from his most atmospheric work, while the now-familiar plotting feels tame, and Forsyth isn't engaging in either of his sane/insane guises. One of Bava's blander films.
One of the classics of the genre. The highlight is the cinematography - it definitely stands out, I also liked the funky music. The murder scenes are far from convincing (they play a major role in the film) and the plot itself is a bit of a letdown too, to say the least. The supernatural element seems out of place until the very end where it gets a bit psychedelic (anything would fit at that point).
This is so charming and seductive in a murderous way. There is so much to be astonished by - from the aesthetics and the blending of scenes to John's memories, hallucinations, mannequins, and pure charm - that it's a shame to be confronted with such a withered story. It had potential to be fortified.
In my opinion, one of Mario Bava's masterpieces. Bava is inventing here some of the most essential giallo codes so that his pale imitators such as Dario Argento, Sergio Martino or Umberto Lenzi could make a lot of money the following years. Everything is already here in this movie plus naturally the brilliant idea of a mad man believing that he's going mad. Essential if you're a movie lover.