Columbia Pictures
Directed by Richard C. Sarafian
My rating: 2.5 stars out of 4
IMDb
(DVD, Sony Screen Classics by Request)
David Hemmings tries to repeat the success of Blow-Up in another stylish murder mystery, but Richard Sarafian is no Michelangelo Antonioni. Hemmings is in Italy living it up with his aunt after publishing a successful account of his previous drug addiction. When the aunt turns up dead Hemmings is terrorized back in London by the mysterious group responsible for her murder. They attempt to drive him insane by leaving phone messages, spying on him and sending a succession of impersonators to play with his mind. After awhile you realize that nobody is whom they seem and it becomes quite predictable, although Hemmings never catches on to the ruse. It's too clever for its own good and the ending is quite unsatisfying. Still, it is well photographed by Oswald Morris, whose cinematography resume is very impressive.
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