Review: Deep Red
A British pianist in Rome (David Hemmings) witnesses
the murder of a psychic. He and a journalist (Daria Nicolodi) try to solve the
crime whilst more murders occur.
Popular 1975 giallo from director Dario Argento (“Suspiria”,
“Inferno”, “Opera”) and his co-writer Bernardino Zapponi (“Roma”,
“Fellini Satyricon”, “Casanova”) failed to grab my interest, I’m
afraid. 40 minutes in and barely a damn thing had happened, and the plot is
fairly routine for a giallo. In fact, it feels more like a mystery-drama than a
giallo movie for the most part. The performances are good (Daria Nicolodi
steals it and has good chemistry with David Hemmings), there are some fantastic
sounds and images, I just didn’t care all that much. There’s a masterful scene
involving an author where it's truly suspenseful and genuinely terrifying. And
damn nasty, too. Why couldn’t the majority of the film be like that? The
infamous doll/puppet scene (clearly a favourite of the makers of “Saw”)
while brief, is eerie as hell and followed by a nasty, brutal murder. Other
than that, there’s some humour involving Daria Nicolodi’s awful car, and a
solid score/soundtrack by Giorgio Gaslini (“Five Women for the Killer”, “Confessions
of a Sex Maniac”) and Goblin, but that’s about it. The plot just
didn’t grab me outside of maybe the final third, and even most of that is just
David Hemmings demolishing the interior of a house. Credit where it’s due, the
culprit is rather well-hidden, and the final kill is absolutely brilliant
(though the effect has been replicated in the years since). Not one of
Argento’s best, but many will vehemently disagree with me on that.
Rating: C
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