Bring Out the Perverts: The Girl Who Knew Too Much (1963)

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The general consensus is that Mario Bava’s 1963 film The Girl Who Knew Too Much (also known as The Evil Eye) was the very first Giallo. This is strange because it doesn’t actually seem like a Giallo at all.

It was filmed in black and white and Gialli is known for its bold use of color. The killer is neither black-masked nor black-gloved. There is little to no gore and the killer’s motivations don’t stem from some psycho-sexual need. The camera does linger on the main actress’s bikini-clad body in one scene. In another, she’s wearing a short nighty and the photograph of an old man (played by Bava himself) ogles her. But it has none of the sleaze later Gilli would contain.

It is a murder mystery and Bava does deploy some imaginative camera setups and interesting visuals, but it seems more like an inventive thriller than anything you’d dub a Giallo.

Truth be told I don’t know where that idea that it is the first Giallo comes from. Wikipedia says it’s true so maybe it is, but most of the other online articles I’ve read both note that it is the first Giallo and then in the same breath note that it doesn’t really feel like one. So who knows.

To make all this even more strange is the fact that Bava directed Blood and Black Lace just one year later and it has all the hallmarks of a Giallo.

Whether or not The Girl Who Knew Too Much deserves that Giallo recognition or not it is a fine film and deserves to be seen.

Letícia Román stars as Nora, an American tourist visiting her aunt in Rome. The aunt is very sick and dies that first night. When Nora leaves to find help she is immediately attacked by a robber. When she awakes she sees a woman run out of a house with a knife sticking out of her back. A man approaches the corpse and grabs the knife. She then faints. When she wakes up the street is clean and no one will believe her story.

Later she’ll read some old newspaper clippings about a woman who was murdered in the exact spot ten years prior. And then there were other murders, meaning a serial killer might be on the loose.

She’s aided by Dr. Marcello Bassi (John Saxon) who both believes her story and rather fancies her. They will investigate. I suppose that is another way in which this film meets the Giallo standard – non-police investigating the crime.

They’ll run into lots of interesting people and there will be a few more corpses. It is all pretty standard murder mystery stuff. But Bava infuses it with some remarkable images. It doesn’t hurt that it is set in Rome and Bava apparently had free reign of many of its incredible landmarks. Norah winds up staying in a house located right on the Spanish Steps and the film makes great use of that location.

I don’t know that I would really consider it a Giallo but it is an interesting starting point for the genre, call it proto-Giallo. Or don’t, but I recommend it anyway because it is well worth watching whatever genre you want to put it in.

Vera: Set 3

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We subscribe to the BritBox streaming service. As you might guess from the name Britbox serves up lots of British television. The Brits are great at crime stories. My favorite type of crime story is what I’ll call cozy mysteries. These show solve mysteries – usually murders (but not too gruesome murders – in exotic locales and are led by usually gentle, kind detectives. They are the kind of show you can turn on after a long day at work and just kind of drift off into them.

Vera is one such show. I reviewed the DVD of Set 3 many years ago and you can read that here. It does make me want to go back and watch some more of it. I know there are many more series of it on Britbox.

The Last of Sheila (1973)

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Rian Johnson listed this film as an influence on Glass Onion, his recent Knives Out sequel for Netflix (which is excellent, I highly recommend it) so I thought I’d give it a watch. Almost immediately the influences come flying right at you from the television screen.

The story involves a group of rich, beautiful, (mostly) young people who have found success in the movie industry. They’ve been invited by their friend Clinton (James Coburn) for a week aboard his yacht where he had prepared some delightfully complicated game.

The game involves revealing select secrets from each person (alcoholic, ex-convict, homosexual, child molester, etc) and will conclude with the revelation of who ran over Clinton’s wife one year prior and didn’t have the decency to stay with her and maybe call for help. Everyone more or less enjoys the game until someone actually dies and then it becomes a very real murder mystery.

Glass Onion is a lot bigger, a lot bolder, and a lot more fun, but The Last of Sheila is rather delightful in its own way. The cast includes James Mason, Ian McShane, Raquel Welch, and Dyan Cannon. It was shot on location in the Mediterranean. It was written by Stephen Sondheim and Anthony Perkins of all people.

Clinton is a movie producer and he has an idea bout making a movie about his dead wife’s life. He wants everyone he’s invited on the boat to help him make it. They, scriptwriters, directors, and actors all, desperately need him and this movie to help their sagging careers. It is full of twists and turns, mysteries and reveals. The cast is clearly having a good time.

It isn’t quite as punchy as I’d like it to be, and the direction by Herbert Ross never excites. He certainly doesn’t make great use of the beautiful setting. It feels very much of its time. One of the big secrets is the character is homosexual which wouldn’t be a big deal now, but in 1973 could be quite detrimental for a celebrity working in Hollywood. That is more scandalous within the film (as is being an alcoholic and a shoplifter) than the revelation that one of them is a child molester which is shrugged off by the characters and the film. But mostly the film is a lot of fun and if you liked Glass Onion I highly recommend it.

Manhattan Murder Mystery (1993)

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Originally written and posted on October 5, 2006.

I’ve been watching Woody Allen films lately and I don’t know how I missed so many of them. I mean how could I be thirty years old and never seen half of his oeuvre? I just don’t get it…I mean I used to watch his films on the USA network when I was a kid – Bananas (1971), Everything You Wanted to Know About Sex, But Were Afraid to Ask (1972), that one about the guy who takes a nap and wakes up a hundred years later and there’s no sex, and I loved them all. I used to stay up late and watch them with my dad. Then I just stopped. I mean I did watch Annie Hall (1977) of course, but so many others…I don’t know…they just slipped by. I think it was watching Deconstructing Harry (1997) that did it. That one…I don’t know it felt like an old man making dirty jokes for two hours…it sounded so good in the magazines, but…I don’t know I couldn’t take it. And then I decided I had seen all the Woody Allen I wanted to see. But now, lately, I’ve been watching the rest, and I can’t believe I ever stopped.

(So that was my written Woody Allen impression. It’s funny, maybe.)

Manhattan Murder Mystery isn’t top-notch Woody Allen, but it’s pretty stinking good. It is basically your classic murder mystery premise with Woody Allen jokes.

Woody plays Larry who is married to Diane Keaton who plays Carol. They live in Manhattan (and I know this sounds pretty much like every Woody Allen movie, but stay with me) and their kindly old neighbor dies. Carol is almost immediately suspicious because the dead woman’s husband, Paul (Jerry Adler),  is too chipper too quickly after the death of his spouse.

Carol enlists her friend Ted (Alan Alda) for the conspiracy while Larry thinks they are both nuts. Carol and Ted get deeper and deeper into trying to see how Paul could have done it and eventually (of course) realize that their little game has more truth to it than they could imagine. Soon everybody is knee-deep in a real death plot and must find a way to not only catch a crook, but stay alive as well.

The plot could have easily been lifted from Agatha Christie or Nancy Drew or any other of the millions of murder mystery writers. There is nothing original in the idea, but Woody Allen pulls it off masterfully, mixing the comedy and mystery in equal parts all in breezy, completely enjoyable way.

It may not be his best work, but it sure is fun to watch.