Blood Paradise at times felt Hitchcock-ian with use of POV shots, initially unassuming murderers, and suspenseful moments heightened by sharp interruptions of violins, only instead of a platinum blonde, this movie’s muse was a striking redhead. The dreamy-ness to the film and the landscape choice also reminded me of Ingmar Bergman’s, Persona, the chic-ness of the costuming added to this as well. If Bergman had gotten more into horror his film might have looked something like Blood Paradise: