After robbing a jewellery shop in Canada, two Americans arrange a meeting near the US borders in order to split the loot. One of them has an accident with his car on his way there and gets ... See full summary »
When a narcotics detective finds out that his beautiful wife--who is an ex-criminal--is cheating on him, he hires a professional hitman to bump her off. However, things don't go quite according to plan.
When Johnny Garden was murdered, his fiancee, Leslie, and his brother, Tony, go to New York, USA and Nairobi, Kenya to figure out who killed him. But, in Kenya, Leslie sees Johnny's illusion, and a girl who introduces herself as Johnny's friend is found dead in Tony's room... Although the first thirty-minute of this Spanish-Italian co-produced Giallo sets in Europe and USA (and it should be said this thirty-minute is definitely of a cheap B-action-film rather than of a Giallo), this is a Giallo which is best known with and only with regard of its unique setting in Kenya. And I can admit this Kenyan setting produces almost unexpectedly visual impacts, especially in the sequence that Tony Garden disposes of the troublesome body of the almost strange girl and then the police find it. (Unfortunately, this highly impressive sequence is badly independent and therefore is almost unconnected with the latter sequences. Indeed, this film per se seems to be full of strange segmentalness.) Sadly, this apparently enterprising Giallo has not a few problems. For instance, neither George Ardisson, who plays Tony, nor Erika Blanc, who plays Leslie, looks like a desirable hero(ine) whom audiences naturally empathise. Of course, this film has its Italian title, L'UOMO PIU VELENOSO DEL COBRA, so it can be said and even presupposed they are calculated to be venomous. But their apparent venomousness destroys the twisted developmentalness of the very story of this film, and this strange self-destractiveness is the very reason why I am not impressed by the new turn which the last sequence of the film takes. And to make matters worse, Stelvio Cipriani's music is, if not inadequate, disappointingly weak. And this weakness seems to be the same kind of that of Jerry Goldsmith's music in the junk-rather-than-jungly adventure film titled CONGO. In conclusion, I have to say this 1971 film is one of the weakest and even most boring Gialli I have ever seen.
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