Andrea Bianchi, Italy, 1975, Arrow Films, Horror

“A psycho killer on the loose. Poolside fun. The perfect model. Sauna fucking. Darkroom striptease. J&B Scotch. Stab, Slash, Slice. Police interrogation. Nude walking. Heavy fuckin' breathing. Cruising the streets. Back hair galore. Your last blow-up doll. The morgue. Earrings. Erotic touching. Hit and run. A rotary phone. Only a badass motherfucker or a creepy killer fucker drives a car with a motorcycle helmet on. Mink coat. A knight's sword. The ultimate scare. A backdoor joke. Sleazy and trashy. I swear I've never seen underwear that big. Recommended if you're sleazy like me.” -- Todd Gaines, Letterboxd

Roll up for a Eurocult experience like no other, as one of the most notoriously sleazy gialli ever produced gets the red carpet treatment from Arrow Films!

A spate of highly sexualized murders is rocking a prestigious Milanese fashion house. An ambitious photographer (gialli queen Edwige Fenech, ALL THE COLORS OF THE DARK, THE STRANGE VICE OF MRS. WARDH) and her on-off, love-rat boyfriend team up to crack the case. But, with the motorcycle helmet-wearing killer clearly bearing a grudge against the agency’s employees, it’s a matter of time before they too feel the force of his wrath...

Book Now


  • 98 min.
  • Color
  • 2.35:1


  • DCP