A fumetti-inspired giallo, Sexy Cat stars Germán Cobos as private eye Mike Cash, who is hired to help prove that artist Martin Graham is the true creator of popular comic book character Sexy Cat, and not Paul Karpis, the man who is currently making a mint by selling the TV rights. However, the case turns into a murder investigation after Graham is found with his throat cut, just like in one of the Sexy Cat stories. More murders follow, identical to those in the comic strip, the killer described by a witness as a woman wearing a black costume, black gloves, a mask and with blonde hair. Who is the purr-petrator (I had to get at least one cat pun in) and why are they on a killing spree?
While there are plenty of vicious murders in Sexy Cat - snake attack, suffocation by plastic bag, poisoned clawed glove attack - the whole thing is far more breezy than your average giallo, with a central character who casually encounters death on a regular basis, but never loses his cool, even when one of the corpses is the beautiful woman he has just had a romantic encounter with, He's that easy going! There are plenty more babes in the sea, it would seem.
Mike's investigations go nowhere, during which I admit to getting a little lost about the relevance of some of the characters (Liz St. James?); every avenue ends with another dead body, until a rather ingenious plot development (albeit one that I figured out minutes earlier) helps the investigator to finally work out who the killer is. The film ends with a showdown between Mike and Sexy Cat, the murderer meeting a nasty fate via harpoon and a whopping big metal chopping machine.
As is de rigeur for the giallo genre, there is a fair amount of female nudity and some bright red (albeit not very convincing) gore, plus a gratuitous flaming homosexual for laughs.
5.5/10, rounded up to 6 for IMDb.
