DIABOLI SANGUINE

I couldn't grasp the main idea or storyline of the film. There was a lot of dialogue, but the overall picture didn't come together for me.

I was lost for a minute — so many secrets, so much weird tension. But when she killed? I was like WHOA. Didn’t see that coming, but it felt right somehow.

When she said ‘he saved me’ and you realized what he’d really done... I just froze. That pain, that betrayal — it wasn’t just murder, it was revenge that needed to happen.

Not a stunt-heavy film, but the violence felt sudden and raw — exactly what noir needs. That final moment wasn’t about choreography. It was about release, and it hit

The film leans into heavy-handed symbolism, occasionally at the expense of narrative clarity. But it thrives on mood and subtext. The payoff lands — haunting and earned, even if not fully explained.

The whole thing feels cursed, like a Lynchian fever dream soaked in cigarette smoke and blood. Loved the Revelation 6:14 motif — apocalyptic noir is underused.

It is drenched in gothic noir — visually and thematically. The biblical references, the femme fatale twist, and a collapsing sense of reality echo Angel Heart and True Detective. It’s a descent, not just a case.

A melancholic urban fable. Everyone’s broken, no one’s innocent. The bar owner, the detective, even the dead, they all bleed into the same rotten myth. It lingers.