I literally lost my time trying to watch this crap. Yes, crap...I know that seventies provided totally crazy movies, where producers, directors and screenwriters were on the loose, entirely, sometimes for the better but unfortunately sometimes for the worst too. This time, it was not for the better, far from that. Everything here is worth the garbage bin. Everything: acting, music, directing, plot, everything. Poor Pier Angeli, what the hell did she do in such a mess? I am not reluctant to European exploitation films of this period, especially giallos, but this one, is it at least a giallo? I really don't know and prefer forget this one. It won't be difficult anyway.
Review of In the Folds of the Flesh
