My Dear Killer
Following a mysterious decapitation (via mechanical digger) of an insurance investigator, Police Inspector Peretti is put onto the case. Slowly more people are found dead... a man supposedly commits suicide, a women is strangled, another attacked in her flat... but all the clues lead to an unsolved case of kidnapping and murder. Can Peretti find the murderer, if his major clue is a little girls drawing???
A pretty standard Italian giallo thriller with a little dash of poliziotteschi in the mix, some gruesome inventive death scenes, and George Hilton. Fans of the genre who have seen all the staples should seek it out, but I wouldn't recommend it as a starting point for the uninitiated.
Excellent classic-style giallo!
I was in the mood for a giallo, so i gave this 1972 effort another spin. It's definitely not the best the genre has to offer (like most of Argento, What Have You Done To Solange?), nor is it the worst (that would be something like Strip Nude For Your Killer, or Seven Death in the Cat's Eye.) Giallo regular George Hilton plays a detective investigating the murder of an insurance adjuster, who was himself investigating the kidnapping/murder of a young girl and her father. It's rather pedestrian, visually unremarkable, and morally suspect (killing young girls is a no-no, but inappropriate/abnormal behaviour with one seems to be no big deal.) Ennio Moriconne's score alternates between sinister lullabye and nerve-jangling atonal dissonance, there's a particularly nasty death by circular saw (probably ahead of it's time for 1972), but the most effective moment is the closing scene where Hilton unmasks the killer.