Carroll Baker's second of four films with Italian director Umberto Lenzi (whose standard predilection for amusingly arty camera angles, lesbian flirtations and bare-breasted women did little to enhance his reputation as a filmmaker) is agonizingly slow and woefully overlong. A French businessman, unfaithful to the haughty wife he no longer loves, becomes infatuated with the American woman living in the apartment above his, the apparent victim of spousal abuse. The men in Lenzi's giallo productions are never required to strip below the waist, leaving his actresses looking vulnerable and used. Baker manages to stay covered most of the time, but the role doesn't require anything additional from her. Poorly-dubbed, blurry-romantic escapades among the decadent and doomed. * from ****
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