RanchoTuVu’s review published on Letterboxd:
There's a dark plot about three mothers, from a book written in 1845, that runs through "Inferno" that gives the film's stunning visuals the Poe-like literary weight that help to make it a horror masterpiece. Imagine Roger Corman and Vincent Price in "Fall of the House of Usher" or something. You feel the heavy fate-like vibe that runs through the film that dooms almost everyone. It's present in every scene and every part of every scene, like DNA. A scene in which the woman whom you'd imagine is the protagonist submerges herself in what looks like a lake beneath the basement floor of the building is like she's tempting a terrifying fate while playing with the nerves of people watching as she dives deeper into the subterranean darkness to retrieve something that keeps falling and drawing her deeper. You're like "would you please quit diving deeper cause you're starting to scare me". But that's just for openers. Inferno has so much to offer. The film has slasher-giallo elements that blend with the Mater Tenebrarum or Mother of Darkness idea which could have led it into slasherland, but Argento kept the dark literary vibe going, tingling my senses and mind simultaneously.