Guadagnino’s academy is a place of genuine, painful dance. Choreographed by Damien Jalet, the movement is not graceful but contorted—bodies slammed against floors, limbs wrenched into unnatural angles. Dance is not art here; it is a form of ritual magic, a physical manifestation of emotional and political suppression. The coven is no longer a collection of cackling caricatures but a bureaucracy of ancient, weary women led by the formidable Madame Blanc (a crystalline Tilda Swinton, in multiple roles).
The film’s true co-star is the Italian prog-rock band Goblin, whose churning, percussive score—full of whispered chants ( “Witch!” ), lurching basslines, and children’s nursery rhymes twisted into dread—becomes the film’s psychological landscape. In Argento’s Suspiria , sound and image conspire to bypass your intellect and speak directly to the lizard brain. It is a film about the terror of being a child lost in a world of predatory adults, rendered as a waking fever dream. Evil here is theatrical, irrational, and beautiful. It is the witch behind the curtain, cackling in pure, unapologetic melodrama. If Argento’s film is a scream, Luca Guadagnino’s is a long, pained sigh. Set in the “German Autumn” of 1977—a period of left-wing terrorism, hijackings, and the unresolved guilt of the Nazi era—this Suspiria is drenched not in color, but in the browns, grays, and concrete brutalism of a divided Berlin. There is no Goblin; instead, Thom Yorke supplies a haunting, melancholic score of whispered longing and fractured piano. Suspiria
One is a fairytale. The other is a history lesson. Both are, in their own fractured way, perfect. And both know the same dark truth: that the most powerful coven is not one that hides in the Black Forest, but one that builds a school, a government, or a nation, and convinces you to call it home. Guadagnino’s academy is a place of genuine, painful dance
Guadagnino’s Suspiria is the nightmare of adulthood: political, traumatic, complex, and disturbingly rational. It is a work of ambitious, messy, and often brilliant art cinema that asks if liberation is possible without becoming the very evil you oppose. The coven is no longer a collection of