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Cashing in on Laura Gemser's success in the Black Emmanuelle movies, presents a series of stripteases and one bloody native ceremony to achieve a semi-mondo atmosphere. Most of the strip acts seem to be filmed in the same club, so the overall result is more like Ed Wood's Orgy of the Dead, though with women more suited to the modern eye, not to mention pubic hair. Watchable in 10-15 minute chunks.
This may be the perfect Western, bridging the years between Randolph Scott's starched West and the late twentieth century's Unforgiven; while still marveling at the magnificent scenery of Monument Valley, and still loving this era in American history, The Searchers comes from a much darker place than any previous Ford Western.
Wayne is Ethan Edwards, a man just returned to his brother's homestead after three years, just in time for the family to be slaughtered and the two young girls…
I was wondering how they'd finish up a movie about a serial killer who was never caught.
David Fincher does a spectacular job of re-creating California in the 60s-late 70s to tell the tale of the Zodiac killer, whose exact body count and identity is still a matter of conjecture, though the movie - and the book it is based on - do come up with a likely suspect. The murders themselves take up a very small amount of the…