A serialkiller roams the city, and after a time he seems to settle on a
filmset, slaughtering actors and crew alike in a violent and gory manner.
However it seems the leading lady Jennifer (Patrizia Falcone) has little
to fear since her boyfriend Walter (Gino Concari) is the investigating
inspector on the case, and he sees to it that she is properly protected at
Then too, the killer is actually captured after killing a couple making
out in a car, and it turns out to be an escapee from a local loonie bin.
Now it seems, shooting on the film - a horror film, of course, but with
its fair share of transvestites - can go on undisturbed ... but in the
very first night after the killer has been caught, no less than three
staff members are killed in a ghastly fashion ...
Walter has a call on his answering machine, telling him to back off
Jennifer because she will be next ... which of course causes him to put
her under extra close guard, while he has the tape with the call analyzed
in the lab ... and wouldn't you know it, the voice on the tape is his own,
and as soon as this is out, he slaughters the cop guarding Jennifer, then
goes after her - but he himself has seen to it that she carries a gun, and
now she shoots him dead ... and in the end, she is arrested as the serial
Veteran actor Paul Muller plays the chief of police.
What a piece of garbage: If this is what the giallo genre has come to
in the late 1980's, it's a good thing that they have since pretty much
stopped making them. The plot is of at best remote interest, filled up
with tired clichés, and contains plotholes aplenty (the biggest being,
why does Walter leave a message as the killer on his own answering
machine, then send it to the lab to analyze it, knowing perfectly well his
voice will be identified, and why does he give Jennifer a gun before
attacking her ?), the actors are all totally bland, the direction is
incredibly flat, the gore scenes lack excitement, and the whole thing is
completely devoid of suspense. And if the film after all of this still
holds a tiny bit of interest, it is shattered by your typical 1980's
synthie pop score.
In two words, oh boy !