Giornata nera per l'ariete (1971)An alcoholic journalist finds himself on the trail of a murderer after the police make him a suspect in their investigation. Director:Luigi Bazzoni |
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Giornata nera per l'ariete (1971)An alcoholic journalist finds himself on the trail of a murderer after the police make him a suspect in their investigation. Director:Luigi Bazzoni |
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Andrea Bild
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Silvia Monti | ... |
Helene
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| Wolfgang Preiss | ... |
Police Inspector
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Ira von Fürstenberg | ... |
Isabel Lancia
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Edmund Purdom | ... |
Edouard Vermont
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Rossella Falk | ... |
Sophia Bini
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| Renato Romano | ... |
Dr. Richard Bini
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Guido Alberti | ... |
Traversi
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Luciano Bartoli | ... |
Walter Auer
(as Luciano Baroli)
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Agostina Belli | ... |
Giulia
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Maurizio Bonuglia | ... |
John Lubbock
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Pamela Tiffin | ... |
Lu Auer
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Corrado Gaipa | ... |
Editor
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Andrea Scotti | ... |
Vogel
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Luigi Antonio Guerra | ... |
(as Guerra L. Antonio)
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After a high-class party in Rome, there's an assault. The victim is injured but lives. Andrea, an investigative reporter who drinks too much, is assigned the story. Then, always on Tuesdays, there are a series of murders. At each crime scene, a glove is left with a finger cut off for each victim. After four murders, Andrea thinks he's making progress, but by this time he may himself be a suspect, and someone he loves is in danger. Written by <jhailey@hotmail.com>
His on and off girlfriend is getting married. His ex-girlfriend is filing for divorce. What's a guy to do? Drink himself into an early grave perhaps? But things are about to get a whole lot worse. Sporting 70's style mutton chops and matching porn-stache, matinée idol Franco Nero is a brooding booze hound reporter on the crime beat who becomes the lead suspect in a serial murder case he's investigating! A couple of red herrings are tossed around as the bodies begin to pile up. A couple of crates of J&B are consumed. A muddled but mildly entertaining mess follows, involving a sleazy doctor, his crippled wife, an asthmatic newspaper editor, a creepy race car driver, a young prostitute and her peeper pop. Add to that some astrological mumbo jumbo about the killer's MO that makes him kill only on Tuesdays. Still manages to stay tolerable. But when the identity of the masked murderer is finally revealed, it is anti-climactic to say the least. It feels like the makers of the film had a totally different culprit in mind but were forced to change their plans at the very end. Possibly for astrological reasons. Almost entirely forgettable giallo except for Legendary Lensman Vittorio Storaro's innovative and exciting camera-work that makes it worth a one- time watch