Watched Suspiria
One cut caused my face to distort into a shape that it's never made before and I don't know if it ever will again. Maybe my favorite score of all time. Even from one of the first shots as Suzy tries to hail a cab, there was a luminous separation between back and foreground, isolating her in a way I've only seen before in Cocteau's Beauty and the Beast. Like an animated figure on a fixed background. But the background, with its Escherian secrets in negative space, is alive and malevolent. That sweeping, anamorphic camera on those patterned, round interiors results in an utterly dreamlike, utterly disorienting space. A space we can only watch, as the evil closes in. A space where magic can happen. A space where we desperately hope that magic will not happen. Never have I more wanted to see a movie on film.
