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  • Ministry of Fear

    Ministry of Fear


    A man leaves an asylum to find the world in a worse state of mind than those that were locked with him. A cake and a clairvoyant that trigger a nazi conspiracy, a theater that sets up a man hunt, a world where nobody might be trusted, in a constant state of paranoia. A spectacularly tense and intriguing noir with expressionist echoes. Lang conducts the entire conspiracy with an ensorcelling edge and pristine dramaturgy, embroidered with some lush sequences of mysticism and sensuality, playing with expectations and mysteries while rendering the plot so engaging and exciting.

  • Door Into Darkness: The Tram

    Door Into Darkness: The Tram


    A beautiful girl is murdered on a train and an intrigue of comedy and suspense follows. Argento conducts an investigative yarn with a lot of humor and inspiration. It’s really engaging with its jazz soundtrack, a fun performance by Cerusico and an intriguing plot.

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  • Where Is My Friend's House?

    Where Is My Friend's House?


    one of the most diligent films ever made, a painstaking coming of age odyssey with an incredibly expansive symbology: everything here is absolutely essential, a boy whose back hurts because he needs to help his father by carrying milk, some brownish red pants, a gust of wind in the backyard, the windows' reflex on the walls... it's all very potent, these signs aren't there for mere narrative development, they address a much bigger spectrum where politics, economics and metaphysics collide.…

  • The Woman Who Ran

    The Woman Who Ran


    Cables, surveillance cameras and doorbells, chickens, cows and cats, apples and alcohol, women and empty spaces, mountains and oceans. An intimate portrait of a woman who meets a couple of friends to talk about youth, animals and marriage and later finds herself in a cinematic interlude where she meets two ghosts from her past and confronts the horizon in a movie theater. Is she still running or the colors of the ocean finally granted her stillness?

    ‘If he just repeats himself, how can that be sincere? That means it’s all from memory, but how can that be sincere?’