Tenebrae

Argento answers the critics who called his films misogynist by making a film about a writer accused of the same, then staging a series of murders that argue with the charge and enjoy themselves too much to settle it. The look is a shock after the gothic reds of Suspiria: white, bright, modern, almost antiseptic.

The single unbroken crane shot that climbs and crosses an entire apartment building exists for no reason except that Argento could, and it is one of the great show-off moments in horror.

Cold, clever, and nasty in a way the sunlight makes worse.