"The Man with the Icy Eyes" continuously balances back and forth between being a giallo and a poliziotesschi, but in fact it's neither. Sure, there's a mysterious killer wandering around, but he/she doesn't target hot fashion models, uses sharp razor blades or wear black gloves. Actually, he/she doesn't even do much killing in general. So, definitely not a traditional giallo. And sure, there's one person (although a journalist instead of a police commissioner) investigating a corrupt and treacherous conspiracy, but there aren't any virulent car chases, violent shootouts or Maurizio Merlis with moustaches. So, not exactly a poliziotesschi.
Even though I'm a pretty big fan of director Alberto De Martino ("Strange Shadows in an Empty Room", "Holocaust 2000", ...), "The Man with the Icy Eyes" is admittedly a rather boring thriller. The plot is fairly original, though, but there simply isn't enough action, intrigue or surprise. When a congressman is killed in front of his house, the police quickly arrests a suspect, also due to the private investigations of an enthusiast journalist and the testimony of a stripper. The journalist (Antonio Sabato) begins to doubt the story of the ravishing stripper (Barbara Bouchet) and seeks to uncover the real truth, but the wrongfully accused man is already being prepared for the electric chair.
The film is extremely slow-paced and low on action, but then something peculiar happens. Our journalist is also stalked by a sort of clairvoyant medium who keep telling him that he's about to die by midnight, along with two others. When he realizes there's only an hour left, suddenly A LOT happens. In supposedly sixty minutes, there are accidents, murders, deceit and a massive amount of driving up and down the city. Seriously, it's impossible to fit all these activities in one hour. The best thing about "The Man with the Icy Eyes", for me at least, is the presence of the wondrously underrated Victor Buono... And the nakedness of Barbara Bouchet, of course.
