Inferno

Inferno

New York -- The Same Night in April

Death moves in mysterious ways, or with beautifully-engineered murder traps. Here, the conductor highlights each member of the orchestra, throwing up an overwhelming array of sensory details (full color spectrum backlighting, cutaways to recurring images of open wounds, murderous cats) or untethering the camera between multiple perspectives through each movement of its symphony.

All of these cascading sensations overload into a Lacanian fever dream. We as an audience are made complicit in seeking the threat of death even if it remains unknowable and slightly out of reach. Familiar structures are made uncanny -- the underwater den in the opening setpiece sets the stage for this motif -- as modernity thrusts alongside antiquity.

Suspiria : The Red Shoes :: Inferno : Black Narcissus

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