Jack Draper’s review published on Letterboxd:
Patricia wrote about "Three Mothers" lost to time, predating all Christian invention. Pre-God, pre-devil. Mother Tenebrarum, Mother Lachrymarum and Mother Suspiriorum. Darkness, tears, and sighs.
(Nothing out of the ordinary happens here, just a charming little humanist dramedy)
Gnarly as fuck. Like Black Swan meets Mandy. A messy, kaleidoscopic nightmare that’s just as disgusting as it is gorgeous.
Maybe Suspiria 18’>>>> Suspiria 77’. Maybe. However, it’s a bit of a waste to contrast the two. Like looking at the Leonard Cohen song Suzanne then later covered by Nina Simone. The lyrics are the same but the voices aren’t