Although commonly referred to as a giallo, Alberto De Martino’s The Man with Icy Eyes would have to be
a rather atypical example of the genre, if not an ostensible one. It is set and
filmed in a southwestern desert city called Albuquerque, NM (where I’m from,
but we’ll get to that later). It doesn’t follow the violent murder mystery plot
set forth by Mario Bava and
popularized by Dario Argento, nor
does it have any of the attractive gothic horror crossovers with ultramodern
psychedelic fashions or drug-induced delirium. If anything, the film is more of
a rustic detective story with a smattering of the crime thriller and a climax
not entirely unlike that of Lucio Fulci’s One On Top of the Other (1969). Given the
film’s mystery element, tense soundtrack, and early ‘70s era, and considering the
presence of key players like Antonio
Sabato (Seven Blood Stained Orchids
1972) and Barbara Bouchet (Don’t Torture a Duckling 1972), I can
still dig the giallo tag. It also flirts with the supernatural, just a little,
and there’s a colorful nude photography scene with Bouchet to give the film a minimally erotic edge.
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Saturday, January 24, 2015
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Holocaust 2000 (1977)
There is a lot to say about unoriginality in some of Alberto De Martino’s films, with Holocaust
2000 and The Antichrist being
quickly produced cash-ins of The Omen
and The Exorcist, respectively, and Operation Kid Brother is probably the
boldest Bond rip-off ever. However, these films are also the best of their
kind; The Antichrist is easily the
best Exorcist knock-off, and Operation Kid Brother, along with De Martino’s Special Mission Lady Chaplin, probably ranks in to any Eurospy fan’s
top ten list.
The Italian-British co-production Holocaust 2000 (aka Rain of
Fire) is regarded as being better than any of The Omen sequels, and so, it would seem
to me that to call Holocaust 2000 a
lackluster version of The Omen would
be just as foolish as calling Fulci’s
Zombie Flesh Eaters a lackluster take
on Romero’s Dawn of the Dead. I won’t go as far as saying they are better, but
the aforementioned films by De Martino
most certainly are not mere copies or inferior imitations of their source
inspiration, yet they do have certain superior qualities and, in their own way,
became influential themselves.
It is obviously smart from the business end to
capitalize on successful international movies by creating other movies in a similar
vein, catering to the taste of the audiences of the time, exploiting the spirit
of the age. I imagine that this is what most likely gave these kind of genre
films the green light from producers who probably cared more about what other
movies the pitched script was similar to and not necessarily how original it
was. Call this trendy, if you must, but a lot of these movies brought the source
inspiration to different directions and new heights and therefore have an
originality that can be discovered for those willing to look beneath the
surface.
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