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[18] My contribution to National Cinema Day was to sit at home and watch this 1992 giallo, now coming out through 'A Taste of Fear'. And that's an appropriate label, since a
taste is ultimately all it provides. It's a typically intricate,
albeit slightly wobbly, storyline, with a serial killer reclaiming
donor organs from their recipients because... because he's a serial
killer, y'know? Motivation is not Bava's strong point -- as anyone
who's seen Demons 2 knows, things need no justification apart from that they look good. There is the inevitably mind-boggling twist
ending, but it's helped by a decent performance from Thomas Arana as
the cop leading the hunt, and bonus points for having a psychopath who
resembles a young Rutger Hauer. If this film is a body part, it's
closest to a pair of tonsils: nothing you'd really miss, but not
completely useless.
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