Writer/director Colin Clarke clearly likes gialli: his short movie Slit mimics the work of Argento et al, with strong coloured lighting, a killer in leather gloves wielding an open razor, and sexy ladies in very little clothing.
The film opens with two women staggering home after a night out, pausing only for a quick snog. Back at their pad, the ladies indulge in more girl-on-girl action before falling asleep. Meanwhile, a mysterious figure sneaks into the apartment with murder on their mind.
Like many a giallo, Slit's plot comes second to style, but in this case director Clarke takes things a step too far, with a practically non-existent narrative. It's 'killer stalks girls' and that's it! (I feel as though there may have been some kind of twist at the end, but if there was one, I totally missed it).
At just eleven minutes, Slit never bores (fit birds making out is enough to keep my attention), but next time Colin, can we have a bit more of a story?
The film opens with two women staggering home after a night out, pausing only for a quick snog. Back at their pad, the ladies indulge in more girl-on-girl action before falling asleep. Meanwhile, a mysterious figure sneaks into the apartment with murder on their mind.
Like many a giallo, Slit's plot comes second to style, but in this case director Clarke takes things a step too far, with a practically non-existent narrative. It's 'killer stalks girls' and that's it! (I feel as though there may have been some kind of twist at the end, but if there was one, I totally missed it).
At just eleven minutes, Slit never bores (fit birds making out is enough to keep my attention), but next time Colin, can we have a bit more of a story?