Darren Carver-Balsiger’s review published on Letterboxd :
A descent into madness and paranoia like no other, Repulsion is a mysterious depiction of unseen oppression. Carol is a quiet, timid woman, out of place in the 60s London depicted. She's truly lost in the world, her fear coming from nothing and her life falling apart through distracted mundanity. She's oppressed by sound, by voices, thuds, sex noises, doorbells, and music. The film is so often silent, with shattering sounds breaking things up but used sparingly. The pace is slow, with a very long build-up before any horror elements emerge. The horror here isn't extreme but it's psychologically tiring. Cracks in the wall, bloody fingers, rotting meat, groping hands, a silent rape. There's a question as to whether something has happened to Carol for her to be repulsed by men. She seems repulsed by their crude comments, loud actions, sexual desires, and invasive behaviour. Her repulsion is a refusal to conform to feminine expectations. Repulsion is a voyeuristic exercise into the mind of someone falling apart whilst existing in reality. Repulsion isn't a masterpiece because it has a scary concept, it's a masterpiece because it's broken but so incredibly understandable.