Olivia

Variously known as, Olivia, A Taste of Sin, Prozzie and Double Jeopardy, this has as many twists and turns as it does titles. Eccentric ex art house director Ulli Lommel, writes, directs and even looks after camerawork here in a very strange film. Seemingly considered by the makers as 'Hitchcockian' there is only one decent scene of suspense and lots more that appear to have crept in from many and varied a genre. As so often with low budget fare the bonus is that you never quite know where things might go, but who expects the evil child, slasher, sexploitation movie to tell the story of the moving of London Bridge to Arizona?! Likeable, varied, ludicrous but involving with Suzanna Love helping enormously in a most convincing central role. Crazy, but cool.

Greetings And Salutations, and welcome to my review of Olivia; here's the breakdown of my ratings:

Story: 1.00 Direction: 1.50 Pace: 1.00 Acting: 0.50 Enjoyment: 1.00

TOTAL: 5.00 out of 10.00

This Ulli Lommel movie takes a step forward in cinematography but takes two backwards in the acting and story departments. And that is both a shame and a mystery as The Demonsville Terror (1983) was a much better affair.

Lommel, John Marsh, and Ron Norman give the audience a wishy-washy tale of a woman who is either haunted by her dead mother or is suffering grave psychological issues. For one thing, the writers could have structured this doubt better. How good would the narrative be with the possibility that Olivia's mother had returned from the dead(?) It would keep the viewers guessing and involve them greater in her tale. Sadly, they don't handle this or her mental problems too skilfully. But the worst element is the characters. They are too dispassionate, and their dialogue is atrocious, and in the worst way - There's no accidental humour in their chatter; it merely makes your skin crawl and soul cringe. This obstacle is regrettable because the synopsis isn't lousy. After witnessing the murder of her prostitute mother, Olivia grows up to be a repressed doormat of a human being. But then. One night, her dearly departed mother starts talking to her and out steps a new Olivia; down her mother's prostitution road. During one of her nightly outings, she meets the love of her life, and things start to look up for Olivia - until mommy rants her wicked words in her skull. Then her world falls apart when her curious hubby spots her with the new infatuation. Will life work out for Olivia and the men in her life and the mother in her noggin, or will she fall into the rabbit hole? There are plenty of opportunities to add intrigue, romance, and eerie suspicions, but the writers fail to add the slightest smidgen of interest.

Luckily for the viewer, Ulli Lommel's skill behind the camera has increased a hundred-fold from Boogeyman. He proffers many superb compositions and alluring and stimulating camera pans. It's a shame that he's yet to master the pacing, as this is where the direction lets the film down. It's all too slow. Combine that with the poorly structured story and stale characterisations, and you teeter on the edge of boredom. Somehow, Lommel keeps the movie's head above the tedium line, and I put this down to his cinematography.

As I view these Lommel flicks, it becomes evident that one of his principal players, Suzanne Love (who's been the lead in all of them so far), is a hit-and-miss performer. In Olivia, she misses massively: She's too flat and dull. I can understand the dullness of Olivia's married persona, but when she becomes the prostitute and later the lover, she should be more vivacious and alive, but she still comes across as bland. At least she's not as wooden as Jeff Winchester, who portrays her overbearing hubby, Richard. He demands some respect, however, because he depicts the best corpse I've ever seen in a movie. The scene where Olivia dumps him into a travel trunk is brilliant. Winchester doesn't make it easy for Love, but it looks more realistic than most.

I cannot recommend Olivia to any movie viewer. I believe it's Ulli Lommel's version of watching paint dry. Though he does a fantastic job of making a namby-pamby tale performed by spiritless performers strangely appealing, it's just not enough to warrant you guys and gals wasting your time. Go check out The Demonsville Terror; it's infinitely better than this picture.

Tell your mother to Shut Up and come here to look at my IMDb list - Killer Thriller Chillers to see where I ranked Olivia - or to find a better movie to watch.

Take Care & Stay Well.

Somehow one is reminded of Brian de Palmas film "Obsession" when watching this rarely seen German-American production from the early eighties. Ulli Lommel, once member of Rainer Werner Fassbinders highly intellectual actors group, turned to directing when he still under Fassbinders influence, but after his mentors untimely death he finally turned to more commercial topics. "Olivia" – or "A Taste of Sin", as it is apparently also known – at first sight looks like pure (S)Exploitation, but there's more to it. As Lommel says in the short interview that accompanies the films' German DVD release, the idea of the story came to his mind when he, while on a trip with his then-wife Suzanna Love (playing the main part), found out that the London Bridge was rebuild in Arizona. He used this as the outline for a sort of identity-switch trouble-personality killer-love story – combining two places with two personalities, both of which essentially having been one from the very beginning. True, the way the story unfolds is far from cinematic brilliance, but nonetheless it is quite entertaining; and in no one way is this modern fairytale the brutal splatter film that others would probably want it to be. There are some harsh effects, and a few violent scenes are included in the aforementioned DVD as bonus (yet only the material that was originally cut out is seen, which makes some of this bonus shorter than even a second!). But sex, murder and blood, while still important for the outline, are not the main attractions. Lommel intensely tries to give his film a psychological touch. Because of his limited skills in storytelling, he does not succeed. But still: Olivias rite of passage makes for entertaining viewing, especially is you like that particular touch of weirdness, absurdity and "otherness" that so many great underground pictures from the 70s carry.

I like Ulli Lommel's film The Bogey Man so much that I have 3 different copies of it; I even have 2 of it's poor sequel. I also collect many of the 88 Films releases, so when this came out I just had to buy it. The British blu ray comes with an enticing cover (film is entitled Prozzie) and is part of 88's Slasher Classics Collection. This, however, is NOT a slasher movie, much more a psychological thriller with a bit of sex and horror thrown in. I prefer the first half of the film, which is set in London. It's pretty dark and has a few Lommel touches reminiscent of The Bogey Man. But when the action moves to Arizona the plot becomes pretty silly & unbelievable. This film grew on me after a second viewing, so I'm glad I hung on to my Blu Ray copy as I had contemplated selling it.

My review was written in March 1983 after a screening in the Bronx.

Filmed half in London and half in Arizona in 1981 with the shooting title "Faces of Fear", "A Taste of Sin" is an effective psychological horror thriller from prolific Germany-to-U;S. Filmmaker Uli Lommel. Biggest treat her for film buffs and horror fans is Lommel's equal-time raiding of not merely the works of Alfred Hitchcock, but also the Hitchcock-derived thrillers of Brian DePalma.

Prior to its present (tacked-on to suit a sex-themed ad campaign) moniker, picture bore a series of better titles: "Beyond the Bridge", "Double Jeopardy" and "Olivia".

Opening (culled from Hitchcock's "Marnie") has 6-year-old Olivia (Amy Robinson) watching (through a keyhole) her British prostitute mother servicing a G. I. who's into bondage. She helplessly sees her mom killed by the G. I. Fifteen years later, Olivia (played as an adult by Suzanna Love, star of all even of Lommel's U. S.-made pics) has a British husband Richard (Jeff Winchester), and dresses up at night to relive her mom's experience as a streetwalker near London Bridge. Controlled by her (imagined) mom's voice from beyond the grave, she starts killing her customers while being wracked with guilt for not coming to mom's aid versus the G. I. Olivia falls in love with Michael Grant (Robert Walker), an American working on a project to restore the bridge. In a fight with Richard over her that takes place on the bridge, Grant is victorious, and Richard ends up hurtling into the water below.

With the film half over, scene shifts to Arizona four years later where London Bridge has been transplanted (along with its fatalistic associations for the lead characters). Grant finds Olivia working as a condominium saleslady using a new name (Jenny) and with a new mousy appearance and American accent. Suspenseful plot twists (and red herrings) involve lifts from "Vertigo", "Obsession", "Sisters","Psycho" -you name it.

Though this type of derivative filmmaking is hotgly criticized these dys (with DePalma perhaps the number one whipping boy), Lommel plays it straight and comes up with an entertaining B picture. He obviously enjoys the Hitchcock association, even casting Vera Miles from "Psycho" in his next film "Brainwave" (opposite Tony Curtis instead of Janet Leigh) and recalling Walker (son of "Strangers on a Train" namesake and near lookalike) for the lead in "Devonsville Terror".

Suzanna Love is quite impressive in the chameleon lead role, calling for at least three distinct personalities. Walker, still looking boyish at age 40, is an empathetic hero, though one keeps expecting him to become sinister, given Hitchcok's switcheroo casting of his dad 30 years earlier. Joel Goldsmith's synthesizer music score is effective, but the film is hampered by drab would-be film noir visuals, for which five cinematographers are credited.