Tenebrae
Dir. Dario Argento, Italy
Inspired by the director’s own brush with an obsessive fan, this stylish slasher offers metacommentary on sexism and screen violence.
American crime writer Peter Neal is greeted in Rome not only by a cavalcade of attentive journalists but by two detectives investigating a homicide. A woman’s throat has been slit, mimicking a scene from his latest novel, whose pages were also stuffed in her mouth; the police have a hunch this first victim won’t be the last. As the bodies pile up around Neal, they begin to suspect the true murderer may live close to home.
Like in any good giallo, the death of a beautiful woman is – to butcher Edgar Allan Poe – the most lurid spectacle, but Tenebrae also asks whether transgressive fantasies can be contained by a book or, indeed, a movie. Imagination and reality blur, raising pertinent questions about the real-life effects of represented sadism and self-reflexively addressing early accusations of misogyny levelled at Argento’s work. Alongside a killer soundtrack by prog-rock outfit Goblin, the precise camerawork by Luciano Tovoli (who also worked on Suspiria, screening in this retrospective) often aligns the viewer with the mouth-breathing murderer in a film where brutality bleeds from the page to stain the world.
“Tenebrae is essential Argento: perhaps the auteur’s clearest articulation of his own psychological and stylistic obsessions, but with a more critical eye.” – Screen Slate
101 MINS
