Filipe Furtado’s review published on Letterboxd:
This is one of the better post Fulvia Fulcis (which I know doesn’t mean much). He has always being good at haunted houses and suggesting whoever entries a place is condemned. The House of Clocks is mostly carried by a solid doomed atmosphere, but Fulci do come up with some simple but rather effective set pieces less dependent on gore than some of his other films of the period. Most late Fulcis feel like the zero budgets limit his imagination, but they serve him well here in a film who turns its clock motif in a excuse to keep postponing the inevitable.