Directed
by Sergio Martino, Starring: Luigi Pistilli, Edwige Fenech, Anita Strindberg.
Horror, Italy, 1972, 96mins, Cert 18.
Out of
the five giallos Sergio Martino directed in the early 1970’s, YOUR VICE...
brings to the banquet table a ripe feast of art house sensibility infused with
spicy soft-core sex, and topped off with occasional morsels of giallo violence.
Oliviero
Rouvigny (Pistilli) resides in a crumbling country villa, spending most of the
time hosting decadent parties for the local hippies, whilst publically
humiliating his wife Irina (Strindberg) as his once flourishing literary career
slips ever further away. After his mistress, a former student, is found
brutally slain with a sickle, Oliviero becomes the number one suspect. Things
get even worse for Oliviero when his maid is also brutally slain in his
mansion. In order to avoid further suspicion he walls the body up in the
cellar. The murders don’t stop there however, and Oliviero’s life gets even
more complicated with the sudden arrival of his beautiful niece Floriana (Fenech)
who wastes no time in bedding not only his wife, but also the local delivery
man before turning her irresistible charms on Oliviero himself! Throughout all
this, lurking reproachfully in the shadows is his beloved black cat Satan –
despised by wife Irina – who seems to be licking its chops at the cage
containing Irina’s precious white doves...
Indebted
to ‘The Black Cat’ by Edgar Allen Poe, but also influenced by Clouzot’s 1955
psychological thriller LES DAIBOLIQUES, director Martino’s hybrid giallo, perhaps
not as well known as TORSO, is nevertheless a fascinating thriller with a host
of juicy elements thrown into the pot.
Whilst
the murder set-pieces are efficient enough, they almost seem perfunctory to the
film. It’s as if Martino is more interested in exposing the psychological
underbelly of his characters rather than opening up flesh wounds. Not that
isn’t an abundance of (female) flesh on display, most notably that of Anita
Strindberg’s Irina and the mesmerizingly beautiful Edwige Fenech as the
sexually-liberated Floriana who waltzes into the villa after half an hour and
owns the film as she disrobes both physically and psychological, all those around
her. Both actresses are given meaty roles beyond the usual giallo victim
confines however, and both rise to the occasion with Strindberg’s
transformation key to the plot, and Fenech, playing the sexual catalyst rather
than the usual innocent prey with a deliciously infectious allure.
The typically twisty narrative is laced with some richly ribald dialogue, for example, when Oliviero tries to break off a date with his gorgeous ex-student mistress Fausta, she reminds him that: “You started working on me over the desks at high school sir, and now you’ll pay the price!” And who can resist a film which serves up (literally): “Satan loves sheep’s eyes”.
****(out of 5*)
Paul
Worts
(Originally published on the FrightFest website)
(Originally published on the FrightFest website)
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