I’ll be charitable about the “giallo” thing as maybe that reviewer was reaching for “grand guignol”? Anyway, this is basically a mashup of Cronenbergian Henenlotterian body horror and De Palma-esque plot fuckery turned up to 11. Wish I could’ve seen it in a packed cinema if only to experience the gasps and laughs at the big reveal. But I’m not going anywhere near a multiplex while we’re still in the middle of a pandemic. Anyway. The last half-hour needed some work; I think they didn’t know where to go after the twist, so James Wan and company opted for a rehash of Insidious with added, er, kung-fu action? It’s a weird one. ★★★
Cross-posted from Letterboxd