TO AVOID CONFUSION: This review concerns the 2011 DVD release, not the Blu-Ray.
But confusion is inevitable here: why, in 2011, would a publisher choose to release one of an iconic director's most influential films with twenty minutes missing? Ignore that misleading "Uncensored English version!" tagline; yes, the gore's intact - but the story ain't. Scenes AWOL off the top of my head:
- Marcus's piano classes;
- parts of Marcus's interviews with the police, where he's nervously defending his supposedly effeminate profession;
- Gianna's confession of how her confident exterior hides a nervous loneliness, and much of her screen time in general;
- the explanation as to the presence of the children's song that precedes each murder;
- oh, and you know that message that one of the victims leaves about the killer's identity? Blue Underground's commitment to English or bust meant they decided to leave it untranslated & unsubtitled. Too bad for you if you don't speak Italian!
A watchful eye might note that most of the scenes cut concern the movie's theme of how those who don't fit neatly into their assigned gender roles feel lost and insecure in society. It's almost as if someone were gutting the film's ideas in an attempt to make it just a slick and streamlined thriller, to get an Argento film to make narrative _sense,_ and HA HA HA HA HA good luck with that, buddy. 10,000 suspiciously-similar reviews state that the edit is dandy and that the movie never _needed_ those extra scenes, anyway, but - well, why didn't they just include BOTH versions and let us decide for ourselves?
Now, the transfer of what movie survived _looks_ just great, as is most evident in the lush red of the psychic interview that opens the plot. The DVD contains a few extras, nothing exciting - a couple music videos from Goblin and prog rock group Daemonica (ho-hum, but points to Daemonica for the tribute effort), a short featurette with Argento carping about the usual insults of which artists perceive themselves victims (guess he can add new grievance on the pile).
I dunno; I just thought we were past all this, the idea that releasing movies in chopped-up edits is OK if they're made by foreign people with funny names. My compatriots insist that the gore's all that matters, but if that were true, we'd all just content ourselves with "Faces of Death Part 35," wouldn't we?
To sum up: pretty transfer; stupid editing decisions; not as good as the old Anchor Bay version, which you should buy instead.