Well, I guess in any race someone's got to come last. This giallo starts off promising enough, and you can tell even in the full frame presentation I watched that major thought was put into the set design, but it quickly becomes apparent to the viewer (me in this case, might be other people in other cases) that nothing remotely interesting is going to happen.
Rich businessman Riccardo is having it off with the daughter of his best friend, not knowing that his own daughter and her boyfriend are taking pictures of what's going on, and his girlfriend is in on the act! This lot I guess are a late sixties revolutionary lot who want to break the system and have picked Riccardo as the first victim of their revolution.
The first half hour of this film is gorgeous, with Riccardo's missus showing slides of her making love with Riccardo projected onto his daughter and her boyfriend also doing the nasty, but you begin to sense that this is a film where nothing is going to happen as people start doing the old stare and mope.
This happens rather a lot throughout the film. First Riccardo catches Sandro (his daughter's boyfriend) planting a letter in his jacket, then Sandro leads him on about some third party giving him the letter and they stare at each other. Then Riccardo meets his daughter and they stare at each other. Repeat and rinse.
Things goes from neutral into first gear going up a hill when Riccardo's girlfriend seemingly dies from a drug overdose, which leads to more staring and soul searching. Nothing of note happens but at least the ending was different for a semi-giallo.
I'd never heard of this one and now I've watched it I understand why. All talk and no tackle as they say. Pfft.
