I went into this expecting an Italian giallo situation, since that's what it's usually lumped in with, but it really doesn't fit that genre very well. For one thing there's only one, off-screen, death that occurs and it's ultimately not even all that important to the main plot. There is a mystery angle to the proceedings and one character even wears some black gloves at one point but it's all more of a domestic thriller-type of deal. There is some slight nudity but none of the leading ladies is particularly knock-dead gorgeous(Dagmar Lassander probably looks a lot better when this thing isn't in stupid modern hi-def which shows off her weird orange tan) which is a bit strange for an Italian genre film from this era. Still a decent watch even if it wasn't what I expected at all.
Some soothing Morricone sounds:
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