Don’t get me wrong. I love me some 70s Italian sleaze. But this movie could have really dialed it down a bit. There is a pretty compelling mystery here that gets a little lost amidst the crotch stabbings and the high-school-aged girls showering. As far as giallos go, it’s not quite as visually stylish as its peers, but the avant-garde Morricone score is top-notch.