Crimine a due

Eat your heart out, Wes Craven! Here's some postmodernism right here, when the character involved in this giallo discuss what books they like, and one of them says any kind, except gialli! Ha! It's almost like...something or other.

We get right into the action here as the film starts out with Paolo (Drew Barrymore's Dad) getting chased around and beaten for owing gambling debts. Paolo approaches his lover, but she ain't got no cash, so he ends up at his other lover's house - a rich lady who has a husband with a bum ticker. Uh oh!

Double Uh oh in fact, as the husband lives in a huge Italian villa with not only a deformed crippled brother with his own nurse, but also with a horrible creepy tunnel underneath full of rats. Man, do we have the right ingredients for a giallo/Gothic horror crossover or what?

This one also has some suspicious, almost competent policeman trying to figure out with the guy with the bad heart died or got whacked, and as the film seemingly begins to get really boring, we get a few good twists thrown in to keep our interest. It isn't a body count film, but yet another proto-giallo where everyone smokes like troopers.