Well, dear friends, cari amici, all good things must come to an end, and this week marks the final chapter of my Italian Film Culture Blogathon!
It started on Italy’s national holiday and it wraps up on the 4th of July. (A small fireworks ceremony was going to be arranged, but we are dealing with technical difficulties.) I invite you to peruse all of the fantastic posts from previous weeks in addition to this one. To all of the marvelous contributors, it has been a pleasure to feature your posts. To all you lovely readers, thanks for reading! And, without further ado, the last batch of posts…
“If you’re worried about logic.. in a flick like this, you are already lost.” RayRay of WeirdFlix returns to the blogathon and takes a ride on Warbus. Yes, as in “war” plus “bus.” As in a busload of missionaries and G.I.’s truckin’ through the perilous jungles of war-torn Viernam. As in a “macaroni combat” film that’s “action-packed and a good bit of fun.” And remember, folks, never get out of the goddamn bus…
Think you’ve seen Danger: Diabolik? Think again! Carol of Monstrous Industry offers up a strikingly original reading of Mario Bava’s fabulously flashy crime thriller. I did a spit-take by the third paragraph. That is intended as a compliment! Carol writes, “I don’t know how else to say this, so I’m just going to say it straight out: Danger: Diabolik is the most vaginal action movie that I have ever seen.”
Fisty and Bill of peanut butter & gialli debate the merits of the colorful suspense film A Quiet Place to Kill (aka Paranoia) which features a menage à trois, racing cars, nude Carroll Baker, and several shots blocked by a blurry red-liquid-filled glass (don’t ask). Fisty calls AQP2K “sexy, thrilling, and entertaining,” and Bill does his best to resurrect the reputation of exploitation auteur Umberto Lenzi: “He’s better than he gets credit for being.”
Lastly, yours truly would like to introduce you to reel diva Francesca Bertini. This immortal of the screen co-directed and starred in the gritty drama Assunta Spinta…and may have invented Neorealism before Neorealists did. If you haven’t heard of her, it’s time you did!
Well, that’s a wrap, folks. Now, let’s head over to Valmont’s Go-Go Pad for the groovy after-party. Ciao, amici! E grazie!