I find Argento a very frustrating director. He's undeniably an incredible visual stylist and the dreamlike atmosphere he creates in the long, slow, suspenseful shots of people exploring creepy old buildings is second to none. He can't tell a coherent story to save his life though. To be honest, I'm not sure he's actually trying to. While the plot remains largely impenetrable unless it's being explained by one of the characters, there's definitely a dream/nightmare flow to the way events progress here.

Unfortunately, it's all spoiled a bit by the standard of the acting and dubbing. All the atmosphere drains away when he puts two characters in a room and makes them talk to each other. There's only so much you can put down to deliberate choices and stylisation, and Leigh McCloskey's charisma vacuum at the centre of everything is just taking things a step too far.