Well one of the most interesting things about the transmission of the "virus" in Pulse is how it manipulates basic human curiosity. It relentlessly asks: "do you want to see a ghost?" The overwhelming answer to this question is, of course, yes, as even a cursory examination of the ghost hunter phenomenon throughout history will uphold (how many reality television shows are based on exactly this premise, and how many "true-life" ghost stories are later turned into best-selling novels?). One can, of course, make too much of this, such as pursuing the link between the curiosity theme and that of computer transmission and the information overload of the internet--a far less meaningful connection than it initially seems. But I would like to posit that the death and dissolution that comes from the pursuit of knowldge in Pulse hinges less on having unlocked forbidden and unthought-of truths (as in Inferno) than on having confirmed one's deepest and unsaid fears. The revelations presented by the ghosts do not surprise the characters, they reaffirm things that the characters had hoped their search would disprove. There is, in most people anways, the deep suspicion and fear that the universe is meaningless and empty. This is implict in the search for meaning itself: why expend so much effort in the pursuit of meaning unless out of a fear there may be none? Why is so much of our literature built around the archetypal structure of the quest myth, where a character sets out on a journey whose destination holds the one key or object that will reveal the true order of the world and set right again all that is broken in experience (think: the grail myth)? In K. Kurosawa's version of this myth, the end of the quest only affirms that one need not have made the journey at all: there is as little hope to be found in the afterlife as there is in physical life.colin wrote:Perhaps the most significant way that Pulse relates to a film like Ring or even back to Suspiria/Inferno and Lovecraft is the way that the initial outbreak is transmitted through information, learning planting ideas that would otherwise have never been considered and knowledge literally leading to depression and despair and a wish maybe to unsee (or unknow) and return to an unattainable state of ignorance - though Pulse uses the internet as a medium instead of a musty and mysterious book and the deaths come from within rather than from an outside attacker (I would maybe argue that the encounters the characters have with the ghosts is less a conscious malevolent cursing than a transmission of a 'disease of futility').
To bring this back to Inferno, the final confrontation between Mark and Mater Tenebrarum ends in a beautiful image that encapsulates the entire thrust of the (admittedly disjointed) movie. Mark stares into a mirror that reflects the world as it seems to be: it shows the room in which he stands, and it shows the human image of the girl he chased who still looks to be a nurse. One is, in fact, apt to think there is no mirror at all and that Mark is simply looking at reality. But for her penultimate act, Mater Tenebrarum shatters the mirror of the world and shows Mark what is hidden behind reality: death and blackness. The point of her accompanying speech is that the world is run by organizing elements: the three fates, the nine muses, what have you; but there are three more elements people tend to leave out--the three mothers--and that is because their separate identities fuse in man's mind into a single idea, death, which is more powerful than the muses or the fates because it is the inescapable terminus of everything. The implication is that Mater Tenebrarum need not pursue Mark in a final stalk-and-kill sequence because no matter what he does, no matter who he loves, no matter how he lives his life, death will claim him in the end. Hence her final act is to raise her arms in triumph as the building collapses around her.
Inferno, in my opinion anyway, has a greater capacity for significance than Suspira, its visually richer but less weighty cousin; but this capacity doesn't get beyond the level of potential due to Argento's inability to really put the pieces together (and R0lf's post gives a beautiful account of how good the pieces are). You can kind of work them out, but the movie never quite manages to fit together, and that's why I like it less than Suspiria even if it seems to hint at more.