The 70s. Glamour and glitz, a decade with perhaps the most experimentation in materials, colors, and style fashion has ever really seen. Drugs, discos, sequins, furs, scandals, decadence…yes, the 70s had it all in a way the burning-out 80s didn’t quite recapture in quite the same way. Perhaps that was why this movie worked so well.
It’s easy to overlook this movie with a glance, a quick perusal of the description, just a story about a glamorous photographer and a murderer who seems to be copying pose-for-pose every single element of her almost gruesome works. If I had to pick an American movie that really nailed the essence of giallo’s style, it would be this one. Please, do yourself a favor and watch this movie as soon as possible. It will stick with you forever. Plus, there’s a very young Brad Dourif making an appearance in it as well, and who doesn’t love Brad Dourif? Did I mention John Carpenter wrote the initial story-line and early script?