Victoria Silverwolf
Vegetarian Werewolf
Short Night of Glass Dolls (La Corta notte delle bambole di vetro, 1971)
Tense Italian thriller that feels like a giallo mixed with elements of the supernatural and a bit of Cold War drama. Begins with the discovery of what seems to be a dead man, but it's actually our protagonist, fully conscious but in a death-like state. He winds up in the morgue, but his physician friend tries desperately to revive him, even though his heart hasn't been beating for several hours. The suspense as to whether he'll be revived or not lasts until the very end.
(You may be skeptical at this point about the film's medical accuracy. Fully conscious but no heartbeat for hours? The touch of the supernatural, also not revealed until near the end, may explain his weird condition.)
Alternating with these scenes are flashbacks as to how this fellow got into this situation. He's an American journalist in Prague, ready to help his Czech girlfriend (Bond girl Barbara Bach) out of the country. She vanishes without a trace, so he begins his own investigation. Some of this seems like spy movie stuff; meeting an informant in the middle of the night who is killed before he can talk, etc. Our hero finds out that young women have disappeared several times over the years. It all leads up to a place called Klub 99, where older folks listen to classical music; but much more is going on.
The film lacks the gore and sex of the typical giallo, and even the bright colors associated with the genre. It takes the time to build suspense rather than offering shocks. I'm not sure I fully understood all the implications of the climax, but it continues to haunt me. Recommended.
Tense Italian thriller that feels like a giallo mixed with elements of the supernatural and a bit of Cold War drama. Begins with the discovery of what seems to be a dead man, but it's actually our protagonist, fully conscious but in a death-like state. He winds up in the morgue, but his physician friend tries desperately to revive him, even though his heart hasn't been beating for several hours. The suspense as to whether he'll be revived or not lasts until the very end.
(You may be skeptical at this point about the film's medical accuracy. Fully conscious but no heartbeat for hours? The touch of the supernatural, also not revealed until near the end, may explain his weird condition.)
Alternating with these scenes are flashbacks as to how this fellow got into this situation. He's an American journalist in Prague, ready to help his Czech girlfriend (Bond girl Barbara Bach) out of the country. She vanishes without a trace, so he begins his own investigation. Some of this seems like spy movie stuff; meeting an informant in the middle of the night who is killed before he can talk, etc. Our hero finds out that young women have disappeared several times over the years. It all leads up to a place called Klub 99, where older folks listen to classical music; but much more is going on.
The film lacks the gore and sex of the typical giallo, and even the bright colors associated with the genre. It takes the time to build suspense rather than offering shocks. I'm not sure I fully understood all the implications of the climax, but it continues to haunt me. Recommended.