Stefano, a young restorer is commissioned to save a fresco representing the suffering of St. Sebastiano. The fresco painter was Legnani, that apparently was mentally disturbed and used to paint people close to die or in agony.
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The House with Laughing WindowsDirected byPupi Avati
Released on August 16, 1976, this is, by far, the creepiest giallo. Unlike most giallos released in the 1970s (which are violent, stylish set pieces), the bizarre mystery at the heart of this film lingers in the viewer's subconscious. Perhaps the most deeply disturbing ending of any giallo.
***1/2. Atmospheric mystery thriller. Here, it's not a matter of Art imitating Life but rather a matter of Life imitating Art. I pecularly liked the formaldehyde scene and the quality of the acting in this film. A good surprise. Highly recommended.
Tries for atmospheric dread, but often falls into the dull type of giallos that are padded in plot with no real story, and it's too languid in pace to keep interesting. Since the main actor basically just walks around and investigates, the film lacks emotion and tension, and it's often scareless. Thus, the ominousness doesn't go anywhere until the end that's (finally) horrific and downbeat.
This film traumatized me as a kid for reasons that I cannot articulate. It still lingers in my subconscious. Most giallo fans venerate Argento, but this twisted gem from Pupi Avati provides a morbid viewing experience, akin to a slow, inexorable descent into sheer madness. The dreadful mood of this sleepy, rotten Italian provincial town stays with you. Argento got nothing on Avati.
Slow-paced but not in the usual way: director Pupi Avati builds layers of tension and mystery instead of just padding out screentime. Lead actor Lino Capolicchio is a total non-presence onscreen but Francesca Marciano makes up for it by being one of the loveliest actresses I've ever laid eyes on. The ending may amount to a "gotcha!" gag but overall this is a superior Italian horror film. A giallo that isn't a giallo.
Strikes a such a precise chord of creepy for me - its flaws fit right in. Scratches my "dread" itch exactly; leaves much to the imagination. The void/unknowns, the mystery and realities that loom around the mild central characters, the objects, actors, their eyes and expressions.. music, the language.. and some details and events are amplified by the idea of Lignani's awful insight. Draws me in every time.
Don't know if I'm giving it a 3 or a 4. The music was one of the scariest sounds in the movie and really set the mood, and that was the most important thing. Thinking that the story and the characters weren't that new or original. No jump scares, but you'll get a real uneasy feeling when watching this.
Moody and surreal giallo that mostly eschews gore for a creepy atmosphere. If David Lynch made a giallo, it would be this movie.
Don't come to this looking for gruesome kills. But unlike most giallo, the mystery is actually very effective and (mostly) makes sense.