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ReviewAge - Suspiria / Suspiria





From IMDB

1977 - An American newcomer to a prestigious German ballet academy comes to realize that the school is a front for something sinister amid a series of grisly murders.

2018 - A darkness swirls at the center of a world-renowned dance company, one that will engulf the artistic director, an ambitious young dancer, and a grieving psychotherapist. Some will succumb to the nightmare. Others will finally wake up.


I need to say I have seen the original Suspiria about a dozen or so times. I have seen the remake twice. I have however seen the remake at a cinema which I can't say of the original.


What is wrong?

1977 - It's very front loaded. The entire film is great but the opening is untouchable. The effects are variable. The acting is a bit wonky which is mostly down to the dubbing.

2018 - It's far too long. The ending (not the epilogue) sucks balls. 


The story.

Basically the same. The remake takes an hour longer to get there though and the endings are different. 1977 just follows the plot and then its over. 2018 goes full on WTF mode.

1977 wins for being an hour shorter.

The acting.

2018 has by far the better acting. Not sold on Dakota Johnson who does her simpering vulnerable thing but the rest of the cast are pretty good. Tilda Swinton is amazing (apart from one bit) and the first time I watched it I had no idea she was also the Doctor. 1977 has Jessica Harper being adorable and not a lot else. As before stated the fact it is dubbed does not help it here.

2018 wins.

The visuals.

2018 has amazing visuals but they are spaced out over two and a half hours. 1977 is all about the visuals. There is nothing else quite like it. 2018 has to be admired for not copying it but still comes out 2nd on this one. 

1977 wins.

Sounds.

This is very similar to visuals. 2018 has a fantastic soundtrack, but it sits on top of the film. The 1977 sounds and soundtrack ARE the film. Play it loud. 

1977 wins.

In short. 2018 is pretty amazing. It's a weird trip through someone else fever dream. I would love to see it chopped down by about an hour, but I am not sure what the could chop. 1977 is one of the best films ever made and there is still nothing else quite like it.







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