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Luigi Pertini directs this startling and deeply exhilarating entry in the lurid euro crime oeuvre. Two hapless thugs meet at a particularly square party and spontaneously decide to wreak havoc on middle-class society with a zesty, drunken orgy of rape, bloody fisticuffs and all manner of delirious misanthropy. 'Day of Violence' really is must have for lovers of Italian gonzoid sleaze; mustache-maverick cops and naer - do-well misfits butt heads in this violent & immensely satisfying thick- ear actioner. All aided considerably by a gloriously grimy, Lalo Schifrinoid crime-funk sound track by Bixio-Frizzi-Tempera. Bloody marvelous! (onus on the claret that the director wisely splashes all over the screen) 'Day of Violence' remains one of my personal favorites, due to the muscular, unfussy direction from Luigi Pertini; the fabulously infectious grooves by Bixio-Frizzi-Tempera and righteous, full-blooded thuggery from our two particularly venomous and amoral leads; you'd be hard pressed to find a more satisfying heft of cathartic, kick the bourgeois in the knackers ultra-violence; this is pure exploitation genius. A painful reminder of how dull and insipid modern aggro-prop cinema has become.
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