Based on a spate of unsolved, real-life murders in Florence, The Killer Is Still Among Us is a mid-80s giallo that lacks the intricate plot, stylish direction and stunning cinematography that is typical of the genre, but which compensates somewhat with a nastier, more misogynistic tone than usual and a final scene of sickening sexual violence designed to ensure the film a certain level of notoriety.
Exploitative elements aside, the film is a rather unremarkable effort that offers very little in the way of suspense and far too much boring exposition. For the first hour or so, the sex and violence is kept to a minimum, the thrust of the film being criminologist student Christiana Marelli's dull investigation of the murders and her growing suspicion of boyfriend Doctor Alex—all of which is very uninteresting.
During the course of her enquiries, Christiana crosses paths with a group of voyeurs, which widens the pool of suspects somewhat, but none of this is of much consequence: the film's raison d'être is clearly the 'money shot'—the graphic mutilation of a female victim (a nauseating nipple slice and some bloody knife damage to the nether regions)—after which The Killer Is Still Among Us closes without resolution, the open ending claiming that the film was 'made as a warning to young people and with the hope that it will be of use to law enforcement'.
Yeah, right!