A recently widowed woman invites thirteen people to her secluded mansion. At dinner, she reveals that she suspects one of them murdered her husband and she intends to find out who. Before long, in grand giallo tradition, a black leather gloved assassin starts picking people off.
This film is part of the sub-bracket of films known as the Spanish giallo. Unfortunately, this one also emphasises a Agatha Christie style whodunit element over giallo mayhem. The result is a movie where there is simply too much talk and not enough action. There is a seemingly endless conversation at the dinner table where the hostess points out the underhand nature of various characters. Its hard keeping up with all of this and you do sort of wonder, even when its happening, if its honestly going to be worth the bother, as its pretty obvious that most of the guests are too obviously shady to actually be the murderer in a film like this. Pleasingly, things do definitely perk up a bit latterly when the murderer pitches up and starts knocking off a few cast members, although it is a little late in the day when this happens. Because two thirds of the runtime is chat-heavy, it does mean the pacing is pretty poor overall. The cast is half decent, with regulars from Spanish genre flicks Jack Taylor and Paul Naschy appearing in small roles and giallo regular Simón Andreu once again appearing as a smarmy playboy character. So, there are some things to enjoy in this one but its really only going to appeal to fans of the genre who are looking for obscure deep cut examples of the giallo.
