I know now that it’s Italian for ‘spasm’ (or a name
giallo fans might give their pets), but when I first watched this film’s
delirious trailer, I remember thinking: “who or what is Spasmo?” and after I saw the movie, I still didn’t know what Spasmo was. It’s just one of those
appealing one word titles that, like Orgasmo,
somehow complement the film rather well.
You don’t forget a title and a film
like Spasmo. As for the details of
the story and characters, that can get a little hazy, not just with time but even
upon reflection the following day, since there’s so much to it. Images of
assaulted mannequins meld with memories of murdered characters that may or may
not have been real from the perspective of the protagonist, who is either losing
his mind or is in the worst company ever. It really makes you wonder if Umberto Lenzi’s experimental giallo is
either a confusing mess or a labyrinth of mysteries and riddles for the viewer
to explore and analyze.