Suspiria (1977) — 2.5/5 (rewatch)
I didn't get the appeal of this movie when I originally watched it, and I don't love it on my second watch, but I understand it better. An epiphany for me in the past year or two has been the notion of 'tone' in movies, and on the other side of that is 'mood.' Tone is words. Mood is visuals. I like tone movies, perhaps because I both desire and need things to be said aloud (because I'm a dumb-dumb). I like when the accompanying music has lyrics. They all work together to create a rhythm which my body falls into. I don't love mood films, as they seem very intent on things not being said aloud but inferred; a feeling created for you to identify (if you can). Movies for art directors, movies for people who want to admire the choices that were made. "Challenging, but worthwhile." "Great cinematography" as a marker for a movie's value. Given the choice to stare at a painting for an hour and a half, or read a story, I'll choose the words. This movie is very pretty to look at; it's got great mood. If you like to live in paintings, here you go.
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