7.4/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 7.4/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Wakhz el damir remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you're a fan of vintage cinema and want to see how early Egyptian filmmakers played with shadows and guilt, sure. If you need pacing that moves faster than a slow walk, you’re going to hate this. It’s definitely for the type of viewer who likes sitting through grainy, atmospheric black-and-white stuff on a rainy Sunday.
The whole thing feels like it’s held together by pure willpower. Abdel Salam El-Nabulsi is in there, doing his usual thing, and honestly, he brings a bit of life to a movie that otherwise feels a bit like it’s stuck in its own head.
You can tell Ahmad Galal was trying to create something intense. There’s a specific sequence where the lighting shifts just enough to make you feel like the walls are closing in, but then it lingers for maybe three minutes too long. It’s not necessarily bad, it’s just exhausting.
It’s funny how these old films deal with "guilt." Everything is so literal. If a character feels bad, they just stare at a candle for an eternity. It’s almost charming in how uncomplicated it is compared to a modern psychological thriller like Night Beat.
I found myself drifting off during the middle act. It just stops having anything to say for about twenty minutes. Just pure, silent staring. It reminds me of the pacing issues in The Dangerous Talent where the story just takes a nap while the actors look moody.
If you watch it, pay attention to the costumes. They’re doing a lot of the heavy lifting. The way the light hits the fabric in the close-ups is surprisingly sharp for a film this old. 📽️
Honestly? It’s a bit of a mixed bag. It’s not a masterpiece, but it’s definitely not a total waste. Just go in knowing it’s gonna be a bit of a slog, and you might actually find something to like in the corners of the frame.