Semi-sequal to Suspiria has a American college student in Rome, and his sister in New York investigating a series of killings in both locations where their resident addresses are the domain of two covens of witches.
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"Inferno" has some fine examples for Argento's reflexive use of sound and music, e.g. the threefold appearance of Verdi's "Va, pensiero": The first time it appears during the musicology lesson at university where the camera sometimes "flies" (as reference to the text). The second time it is used during the taxi ride in Keith Emerson's instrumental rock version. And the third time it is played in the apartment ...
The sequel to 'suspiria' is somewhat dissapointing, not only because it gives all the importance to style than plot (a constant in italian cinema) but because the plot doesn't make any sense, the so called characters could have been played by puppets, they're flat entities, figures used as excuse for later mutilation, in common or unimaginative ways.
Serviceable effort from Dario Argento is a loose sequel to his far-superior 'Suspiria'. Like 'Suspiria', it's a stylish gothic chiller that makes excellent use of color and lighting. But the plot is near incomprehensible - not uncommon in Argento films - but this time the style and atmosphere is just not enough to bring it through. Italian horror fans may find it entertaining, but it's far from the best.
The middle portion of 'The Three Mothers' trilogy is gorgeous visually but light on horror compared to the first entry 'Suspiria'. Argento is light on inventive grisly deaths this time around but delivers on set design, lighting and a fantastic opening sequence. The music by Keith Emerson is as fantastically bizarre as that of Goblin. Performances and dubbing as per most Italian giallo films are mediocre at best.
Suspiria’s visually darker and grander cousin adds minimal but interesting tidbits to the “Three Mothers” mythos. The images here are less flamboyant, but just as arresting, while the narrative feels more sluggish and impenetrable without a Jessica Harper-type lead to latch on to. The apartment building itself is a nightmarish, illogical, ever-shifting wonder. An unforgettable though garbled experience.