Opting for the rural backdrop rather than cosmopolitan, The House with Laughing Windows lives deliciously within confines of the folk horror milieu, lacking the well documented motifs so commonly attributed to the giallo in favor of an almost suffocating plethora of menacingly unstoppable atmosphere.

Establishing an eeriness from the get go with a highly disturbing opening (among the genre’s best) before throwing us into the fray with dollops of mysterious dread, morbid paintings, deranged townsfolk, terror inducing windows, and diabolical underbelly before it’s bookended perfectly with a seething and unforgettable twist of pure bedlam.

A full fledged genre masterpiece that shouldn’t be slept on, but in some weird way I think The House with Lauging Windows enjoys its often left…

One can say that I have seen a few gialli in my day, they're often mesmerizing spectacles to admire. Also, more often than not, they're predictable. I hate to spoil anything but in most cases, if there's a priest, he's the killer, if there are 10 red herrings that are all male, the killer is a female, it's just the way of the game, folks.

The House of the Laughing Windows is not a conventional giallo. We, as an audience, are not following around a gloved assailant killing off beautiful women in orderly fashion. There are actually very few murders but plenty of mystery. I had feelings and theories of what will happen next but the immediate ending was a…

This is one seriously dark and disturbing movie and I love it. I actually think this was the very first dvd I rented from Netflix when I originally signed up back in 2006 before streaming was really a thing.

A guy comes to a small village to restore a macabre fresco and gets wrapped up in the secrets behind the painting. Right from the beginning, you know you’re in for a hella dark time with that creepy ass voice talking about pain and suffering and somesuch. I’ve never seen a dubbed version of this and I think that’s probably a good thing because that voice would never be properly recreated.

There’s some beautiful scenery, spooky old houses, strange townsfolk, and…

If you thought you had seen many films of the genre Giallo and know everything about them as I do, you may not yet have realized that there is this film that few talks about when talking about this famous subgenre born in Italy and may even evade it. Pupi Avati enters for the first time in lands which were already known by great names like Dario Argento or Mario Bava, both stepped with force making great stories that are so iconic in the cinema of terror.

The story is, in general terms, is typical of the model that Giallo follows. I know that it is nothing that Avati has innovated in his time, but, nevertheless, there is something in…

Pupi Avati's 1976 giallo is a refreshing spin, mainly because it's legitimately terrifying. While very much a slow burn and low on scenes of violence, there's an intensity to it that really lingered with me.

Opening with a hypnotic and deeply disturbing credit sequence, the overwhelmingly dark images and tone then proceeded to cast the entire film in a thick layer of dread.
The story itself concerns a man who is hired to restore a painting in a small town along the Northern coast of Italy. He arrives and things are not quite as they seem, there's a dark mystery involving the artist, a friend who possibly was murdered, and an overall feeling like our protagonist is slowly descending into…

Stefano, a restorer, is commissioned to repair a fresco in a small rural town in Southern Italy. The painter of the fresco, Legnani, was a famed, and reportedly mad, artist from the town and the residents want to use his art to build up their faltering tourist trade. What Stefano discovers is a town full of secrets and strange village folk (think: The Wicker Man) covering up the true origins of Legnani’s artwork.

The films title sequence sits at odds with much of the film as a man’s torso is repeatedly stabbed with knives whilst a demented voice-over rambles on about God and blood. The expected brutality and bloodletting doesn’t occur again until the end of the film. Instead much…

The House with the Laughing Windows is another one of my favorite Giallo films.

It's about a man named Stefano who travels to a rural village in Italy to restore an old painting in a crumbling church.

Strange things start happening and Stefano learns that the painter was actually a killer who got his inspiration
from his victims. As people begin to die in the village, Stefano attempts to track down the murderer and the secret of the
mysterious painter.

Laghing Windows is a Giallo with a lot of horror elements and I find it to be one of the scarier entries in the genre. I can't really put my finger on why I love this one so much. I…

This week has been a good week for reminding me of the many wonderful films out there that I simply did not know existed, first the wonderful Fail Safe and now this dreadfully underlooked Giallo gem.

I hadn't even heard of this film until recently and that really sucks, this classic from Pupi Avati should be recognised alongside the greats from Fulci, Bava and Argento. A different type of Giallo movie, while many of its genre companions are explorations of the melding point between style, sex and violence, Avati foregoes these tropes to create an oppressively grim environment of isolation and confusion filled with a constantly growing sense of unpredictable mystery.

There are several moments of genuinely disgusting imagery purely…