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Sunday, November 1, 2009
Some thoughts on Inferno
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Every year, I promise myself that I'll go on a horror movie binge at Halloween, and every year I come up short. This time round, I have the excuse that, due to October 31st falling on a Saturday, I was working all day and was too knackered when I got home to contemplate a viewing marathon. However, not wanting to let All Hallows' Eve pass unacknowledged, I decided to dim the lights, put my feet up and watch Dario Argento's Inferno.
Inferno is a film that I have a strange relationship with, in that I have to be in the right mood to really enjoy it. Someone once wrote that it was the only film that they loved unconditionally but at the same time could completely understand why others loathed it, and that really struck a chord with me. It's a mesmerising, imaginative and quite otherworldly film, but at the same time so heavily flawed that part of me wants to simply dismiss it as a failure. Its predecessor, Suspiria, while not exactly what you would call mainstream, was far more accessible than this loose sequel, which seeks to capture the atmosphere of a fever dream. Argento was seriously ill during both the writing and principle photography, and some of this actually ends up on the screen in terms of the delirious, nonsensical manner in which events unfold.

What inspired me to pick Inferno over the dozens of other horror films on my shelf was reading a review of it my the ever-reliable Mr. Peel, whose blog is one of my favourite haunts for movie reviews. Watching the film last night with his review in mind, I was struck by just how much my own opinion tallies with his:
INFERNO is a fascinating and, in some ways, daring work by its director but at times maybe too disjointed to entirely connect to any sort of emotional state. Still, it's hard to deny how much the very best moments really do linger in the brain long after it concludes and at its best there is a genuine power in there.
Likewise, I absolutely agree with Mr. Peel's assertion that one of the most problematic aspects of the film is that it feels like the middle chapter of a trilogy that was never completed. Argento did, of course, complete the trilogy two years ago with Mother of Tears, but that film was so divorced from Suspiria and Inferno in every respect (be it mood, aesthetics or even time period) that in many ways the story still feels infuriatingly unfinished. Not for the first time, I find myself wondering what the third chapter would have been like had it been made in the mid-80s when Argento was still at the height of his game, rather than a quarter-century later when his batting average had become much lower and his entire approach to filmmaking changed beyond all recognition.

Much of the frustration I feel when watching Inferno comes in the form of Leigh McCloskey as the protagonist. He is a bland and ineffective presence, and even taking into account the fact that this was surely Argento's intention, the result is that following his journey of (non-)discovery isn't particularly satisfying. In Suspiria, Jessica Harper was the perfect protagonist: sympathetic, resourceful, vulnerable without being helpless, and easy on the eyes. McCloskey is none of these, and the fact that we are initially introduced to two far more promising contenders - Irene Miracle and Eleonora Giorgi - simply adds to the sense of frustration when McCloskey and his hair take centre stage.

And yet it's difficult to deny just how much of Inferno works. The visuals are surreal and stunning, if very different from those of Suspiria. They may seem superficially similar in terms of their foregrounding of bold washes of blue and red, but in many respects the earlier film is far more deliberately stylised. Inferno, by contrast, actually has a more naturalistic look, punctuated by blasts of vivid colour. Some of the set pieces are among the best Argento has ever created, particularly those that involve Irene Miracle going for an impromptu dip in a ballroom submerged in water or winding her way through the labyrinthine corridors of Mater Tenebrarum's New York residence. And even the more batshit crazy moments, which those feeling less charitable than myself would probably blame on bad translation ("heart medicine", anyone?), add something intangible to the overall mood of the piece.

Yahoo! Answers has a very succinct definition of the term "fever dream":
The long, tedious, seemingly endless string of dream sequences that often accompanies an illness that includes a fever. Not usually so frightening as tiring and weird -- long hallways, destinations never actually reached, confusion, dense but only mildly significant symbolism.
When I'm in one of my less charitable moods, this actually strikes me as a highly appropriate description of Inferno itself. It's vivid and intoxicating, but at the same time part of me feels a bit fed up and wishes it would hurry up and get to whatever point it is trying to make. Of course, that's probably the wrong way of thinking about it. Argento isn't trying to say anything in particular, but rather to create a mood, a dream world in which things don't have to make sense. More than any of the maestro's other films, Inferno arguably provides the viewer with a direct connection to its director's own warped imagination. It's no wonder many hate it.







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1. FoxyMulder said:
This seems the perfect time to comment on yesterdays Film Four showing of Suspiria that i watched late last night.
I'm not sure about the colour timing since standard definition satellite broadcasts are so horrendous and i was watching on a smaller set since there is no way i can watch an SD UK broadcast on a projection screen as it's so blindingly bad to my eyes.
I note the colour timings from your old blog here. http://whiggles.landofwhimsy.com/archives/2009/03/suspiria_bd_initial_impression.html
I don't remember seeing anything as bad as this. I think the print was totally uncut too.
I forgot how much i really enjoy this film and i am a huge early Argento fan. I really enjoyed Goblins music score for this movie too and part of that score reminded me of the classic watch scene in For A Few Dollars More and of course Argento had a hand in writing Once Upon A Time In The West a few years later.
I note Argento is writing a remake of Suspiria coming out next year. David Gordon Green is co-writing it with him and directing it. great the direcor of The Pineapple Express is remaking a classic movie.
( groan ) I wish they wouldn't but hopefully this will mean a great edition of Suspiria is released on Blu Ray as they can tie in a release with the rubbish remake ( Yah i'm calling it rubbish well in advance of it's release as they will take everything that made the original so good and destroy it )
Anyway if anyone saw the showing last night on Film Four i would love some comments on whether the colour timing was ok since i found it hard to tell as it had been so many years since i last watched it on a grubby VHS in the nineties and no way could that be called a reference point hence i have no proper reference point.
(Posted on Sunday, November 1, 2009 at 2:32 PM)