Good films always raise compelling questions, whether the format is fiction or documentary fact.

A film of deceptively outspoken contemporary relevance, this is cinema at its most alert, alarming and alive.

Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

This is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a very long time. You have to go and see this on the big screen.

Why is this film not available on DVD? I saw it twice on German TV, many many years ago. And then lost all trace of it. Even in Italy I tried to find it in Video shops. Nobody even knew what I was talking about. So finally I started thinking, well, perhaps I had only imagined the film. But thanks to your website, I realise it all wasn't just a figment of my imagination.Now for the concrete thing: Is there any way I could buy an Italian copy of this film? Can we ask the producers to provide it in one form or other before it complete disintegrates? That would be a great contribution to keeping cultural works alive.

Small cast does well in small setting; claustrophobic film largely takes place in their flat, as weird husband and his wife, who calls out another's name while asleep, try to sell a the biggest yellow rug, which doesn't even fit in their flat and was given to her by her now dead father. Potential buyer appears, while hubby is out, and proceeds to psychologically taunt and terrorise her, knowing personal information about her, before turning violent, and she kills him in self defense. His wife shows up looking for him, and that first of several twists is where the real fun begins. Surprisingly for a giallo, it mostly shows restraint in regard to violence and gore, using them sporadically, in only a couple of scenes, relying on acting and atmospheric photography to create tension and suspense. Interesting composure as well, and the film doesn't over do the dark lighting.

For the first 4/5s, this is a cheaply done version of a few similar films, where a husband concocts a drama to fool his wife. In this case, it is validate a perceived infatuation with another (albeit deceased) man.But as it starts to wrap up, we relax and things start to spring all over the place, just when we are at our most vulnerable. Just as the supposed affair is passionate misdirection, so too is the first part of the movie where the primary deception occurs.But there is a secondary deception, that of the deceivers. It seems that while we watched, we were being doubly fooled. First the visiting man is a potential buyer of a carpet, then he is a murderer, then an actor, then a psychiatrist and finally some novel combination of them.This is based on a play and largely presented in a single apartment. it is clear that the play worked out all the necessaries.

This not very well known Italian thriller (Giallo) is a thoroughly unique feature that reinvents classical issues of the Film Noir and the classical Italian Giallo of the 1960s and 1970s to become an extremely original movie of its own.Most remarkably, "La Casa del Tappeto Giallo" is packed with surprises, and - best of all - they are all real surprises that manage to startle the viewer. Also, the setting of the flat where the yellow carpet of the title lies remains the almost only setting of the whole feature (with very few exceptions), which adds a creepy claustrophobic touch to the quite subversive and mean story. Lizzani also delivers a healthy portion of subtle but delicious black humor, and some nasty moments typical for the Giallo genre.Not to forget the splendid cast. Especially Erland Josephson delivers a delightful performance. The fine score was composed by Stelvio Cipriani, best known for his compositions for Italian police thrillers of the 1970s (e.g. "La Polizia ha le Mani Legate").Not to be missed... if one can get hold of a copy.