A couple of goofball playboy spies tackle a case involving a parade of exotic dancers and evil henchmen.
Ypotron: Final Countdown
A lightweight, enjoyable mix of spies and scifi with no interest in its own plot, so enamored is it with low-budget globe-trotting and extremely large hats.
Barbarians at the Gate: The Complete Incomplete Epic
Research rabbit holes, Steve Reeves movies, and a brief history of the Gothic War
Strip Nude for Your Killer
1975 | ItalyAKA: Nude per l'assassinoDirector: Andrea Bianchi By Keith Allison Strip Nude for Your Killer (Nude per l’assassino) may be scummy, but it wastes no time letting you know exactly where you stand. The first shot is a full-frontal nude shot of a woman in a doctor’s office, legs spread in medical stirrups, with … Continue reading Strip Nude for Your Killer
The Case of the Bloody Iris
When it comes to truly loathsome giallo characters , few can match Giuliano Carnimeo’s The Case of the Bloody Iris, a film in which pretty much everyone is hateful or stupid; or more often, hateful and stupid.
Who Saw Her Die?
Who Saw Her Die? is the rare giallo that attempts an emotional connection, and it succeeds thanks primarily to a committed performance from former James Bond, George Lazenby.
The Bloodstained Butterfly
The Bloodstained Butterfly, while certainly part of the giallo genre, also integrates aspects of the emerging poliziotteschi crime films.
Slaughter Hotel
To call the film slow-paced would imply that it has any sort of pace at all. Instead, it’s more of a sex scene highlight reel with no cohesive narrative, no mitigating sense of logique fantastique. It just sort of is.
The Night Evelyn Came Out of the Grave
The Night Evelyn Came Out of the Grave is nonsensical even within the forgiving confines of giallo logic. The film assumes if it just keeps piling one eccentric thing after another, the desire for some sort of sensical outcome will be crushed.
The Red Queen Kills Seven Times
Bouchet and Malfatti play sisters Kitty and Franziska Wildenbrück, doomed to be in one of those family’s that carries the burden of a terrible curse, the kind of nightmare story that, in these films, is usually jovially relayed to a small child by some cackling old relative.
Suburban Pagans 