Years of trauma, have inspired your ideas, to capture death throes as a woman's life is speared, when the reels turn and spin, the blade is forced through bone and skin, recording nightmares for a late night premiere. It's a torment that's impossible to wipe, these negatives of life create a type, no celluloid illusion, only psychotic delusion, the development of terror, of dread, of fright.

A serial killer chiller, leaves you reflecting what a master of his craft Michael Powell was, how convincing Karlheinz Böhm is as the titular character and whether you can pass off any of your less than desirable attributes to one or both parents (probably).