You won’t forget the first time she danced

The beginning of the movie makes sense, it starts to get creepy, and then half way through it, it’s like, what. the. hell is going on? It gets really confusing....

Not for everyone, this is an art film masquerading as a horror film. Very rewarding for the patient viewer.

Watch it for Thom Yorke's score and the first hour and 40 minutes then prepare to laugh for the last 40.

Horrible pretentious crap

Interesting and atmospheric take on the original but a little long to the point of feeling self-indulgent.

It’s a great film but if you don’t pay close attention you might be confused. It was really graphic and a bit disturbing.

plain awful and tasteless

Jump to scenes were confusing placing the main and subplot storylines in a jumbled mess. Over the top outrageous climax. Should copy paste my review from FB.

Best soundtrack for a movie this year

I liked the movie though I wasn't exactly sure what it was about...

I liked it though I felt like some scenes with some characters dragged for too long and it was like going nowhere. I did enjoy the brutal stuff and the cast was great.

I was blown away and a little on edge from anxiety! Loved it.

The type of movie I'd turn on while doing everything else.

Just don't. This movie is pretty dumb. There are one or two decently edited clips...but the movie itself is a jumble of nothingness.

The best remake

Ravishing, in its own unique way. There's a brewing underbelly of evil not ever tangible , but lingering the entirety of the film.

There are a lot of words that come to mind when watching Luca Guadagnino’s remake of Suspiria: beautiful, gross, overwhelming, frustrating, disturbing, powerful, long, gross, audacious, baffling, explicit, extravagant and did I mention gross?

Barry Hertz

The Globe and Mail (Toronto)

I’m happy to report that I have no idea what’s going on in Luca Guadagnino’s Suspiria remake, and that’s wonderful. The two Suspirias function more as companion pieces than as mirrored twins.

April Wolfe

L.A. Weekly

The first time I saw Guadagnino’s Suspiria, I came out pretty much covered in gore, and confounded by the surfeit of stories. Can a splash be so big that it drowns the senses? How does such a film cohere? The second time around, I followed the flow, and found that what it led to was not terror, or disgust, but an unexpected sadness.