Review: Death Steps in the Dark
Leonard Mann plays a photographer who has boarded a
train with his girlfriend (Vera Krouska). When the train goes through a tunnel,
Mann, the girlfriend and other passengers in the compartment realise that one
of their fellow passengers is a bit murdered. Stabbed to death with a letter
opener, in fact. Police inspector Robert Webber is on the case and immediately
pegs Mann for the killer as the murder weapon belongs to him.
Stunning Greek scenery and blood are all this thin
1977 giallo from director Maurizio Pradeaux (“Death Carries a
Cane” with Simon Andreu) has going for it. It’s nowhere near enough for
me. The plot and characters are of little interest, and lead actor Leonard Mann
isn’t much fun to have around either. Fellow American Robert Webber is a bit
more interesting but his role is stock. It’s all very stock-standard
giallo, and not even especially stylish. The whole thing has been padded out
with nonsense like a 5 minute scene in a club, including a musical performance.
How much of that 5 minutes is related to the plot? About 60 seconds. The idiotic
inserts of comedy and endless extreme close-ups of eyeballs add nothing except
confusion in regards to the latter. At times the close-ups get in the way of
actually understanding the geography of a scene. The director makes the
cardinal sin of botching a potentially lovely Sapphic scene with extreme
close-ups and then the dreaded coitus interruptus. Neither is good for
eroticism.
Unremarkable giallo film is fairly bloody but also
fairly bloody boring. Only for the giallo fan who has to see every giallo ever
made. The clichéd screenplay is by Arpad DeRiso (“Death Carries a Cane”,
Jess Franco’s boring “Marquis de Sade: Justine”) and the director.
Rating: C-
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