Who'd have thought that Luigi Cozzi's first film would be a sci-fi arthouse adaptation of a book I'll never read? Play down the sci-fi elements and up the arty to farty levels and you can pretty much guess how this following plot is represented:
A man dreams he's shot in a marketplace and wakes up in bed on 32nd July. He is interviewed as he walks to work and interviews people as part of his job. Every night he can't get it up for his wife and then he dreams he's shot in a marketplace, leading him to wake up on 32nd July, get interviewed on the way to work, then interview people blah blah blah.
Where's the eggs that make people explode? Where's Lou Ferringo throwing a bear into space? Where's David Hasselhof wearing mascara and fighting stop-motion robots? Where's that bit from Demons Six where the entire cast dies halfway through the film? What about Hercules turning into Godzilla and fighting King Kong in space? Come on Luigi, think outside of the box.
Luigi Cozzi would go on to make some of my favourite Italian genre films but here thing were almost reminding me of Jess Franco's Succubus. That's not a good thing. Cozzi's overactive imagination is still here, but the material completely lost me here. Next!
