It's been 15 years since the disappearance of little Francesca, daughter of the renowned storyteller, poet and dramatist Vittorio Visconti, and the community is stalked by a psychopath bent on cleaning the city of "impure and damned souls". Moretti and Succo, questioned by the ineffectiveness of the police force, are the detectives in charge of elucidating the mystery surrounding these "Dantesque" crimes. Francesca seems to have returned, but she is not be the same girl who everyone knew . . .Written by
Guante Negro Films
A Loving Homage to the Golden Years of Giallo Cinema.
The amount of detail in recreating the look of the giallo from the sub-genre's heyday in the early 1970's is nothing short of painstaking. With the grainy, over-saturated picture, the lurid color palette, the fast pans/zooms, and the groovy score, if someone were to show me this movie and say it was released shortly after Dario Argento's The Bird With The Crystal Plumage, I would believe them.
In addition to the vintage aesthetics, Francesca also hits all of the narrative beats of the genre as the killer, working out a deep-seated trauma, maintains a disguise (complete with leather gloves) and a motif of brutal murder committed with a unique weapon.
In delivering this striking imagery, the film takes heavy inspiration from Mario Bava, the aforementioned Argento, and Sergio Martino.
However, Luciano Onetti brings his own unique flavor to Francesca with the use of experimental montage illustrating the brief moments when we are offered a deeper gaze into the disparate psyche of the mystery killer.
If you aren't familiar with any of these directors or the subgenre of the giallo in general, I highly recommend pursuing the subject (Run! Don't walk!).
Overall, this is a loving homage to a criminally brief period in Italian cinema--one that I am ecstatic to learn is part of a Dantesque trilogy from the Onetti brothers in company with "Sonno Profondo" and "Abrakadabra"
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