Marta is a very sexually frustrated spinster who has spent her life looking after her grandfather. The old fella has just popped his clogs and when the funeral procession is about to leave the villa for the cemetary, Marta's cousin Valentin shows up in an open top car, blaring music. If you've guessed that Valentina is one of those obnoxious, late-sixties, free living, smelly hippies, you'd have guessed right. Valentina is also married to the handsome Peter, who right away starts giving Marta the eyeball.
Valentina right away starts rubbing Marta's reserved lifestyle in her face (setting off a memory of what might be Marta's only sexual encounter) and things get even worse when at the will reading, Marta learns that Valentina gets the lot! Soon, the villa is filled with smelly, dope-smoking hippies and after Valentina and Peter have a blazing argument, everyone wakes up the next day to find Valentina dead...
Yes, it's one of those psychological gialli that's low on gore, not bad on nudity, plus has plenty of mind games on the go. Your enjoyment of this really depends on how much you enjoy the more famous Orgazmo or So Sweet, So Perverse. Although the plot is more or less the usual, director Baldanello does throw in some weird visuals, like Peter watching the will reading through the bottom of a glass, or when the camera suddenly takes on the persona of a fly, flitting between Marta and Peter. Peter also likes to talk to an old portrait in the villa too, and for added weirdness, we get a guy performing a never-ending sitar solo in the middle of the film.
We also get a Colombo style cop in there too, for good measure, and things, once again, come together nicely in the end, with an added twist that isn't so generic.
