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Even at seventy-three minutes long, this one drags and drags. It's a giallo, but a giallo in the sense that Top Sensation and The Sex of Angels and Intterbang were gialli as it's kind of set on boat and nothing much happens.

Playboy Luca's ego is so big that he can't handle the fact that his girlfriend Mrinda has broken up with him for being a twat and decide to go full stalker to find out why. After several encounters were Mrinda tells him to piss off, he offers to show her a film he has. This is where the plot gets a bit choppy but it all makes sense later. The problem is you won't be caring by that point.

Seemingly unable to let go, Luca heads off for his boat and on the way picks up two chicks - Stefania and Claudia. Stefania looks the most up for it so he gets into her pants, heads off to a quiet island, and plays rough with her in front of a clicking camera just shortly before she disappears. Things are about to get stupid!

Of course Stefania's vanishing act raises suspicions back on land, and Luca finds himself being accused of being a murderer while having to console him with having sex with Claudian while trying to figure out the case, poor fellow. He also has a flashback to several incidents in the film which is a bit of a cheek considering the already short running time.

Despite frequent nudity watching this film almost put me to sleep. It all comes together in the end (mostly) but this is an old style giallo, although it doesn't quite manage to carry that off either. It doesn't help that the main character is portrayed as such a fud either.

When Luca's girlfriend Mirna (Erna Schurer) inexplicably dumps him, he finds solace in the arms of two fashion models, Stefania and Claudia. When Stefania mysteriously disappears after photographing herself having rough sex with Luca, Mirna begins sending him the negatives -but to what end? Meanwhile, Claudia searches for her missing friend...

Like a lot of low-budget Eurotrash, SNAPSHOT is a meandering, pseudo-sexy travelogue wrapped in a wisp of a mystery. The leading ladies are lovely but there's very little blood-letting and the non-linear way the story unfolds only confuses the relationships and motives in this lame thriller. If you're looking for a Giallo, keep looking.

This movie will probably not appeal to people who are not already hardcore giallo fans, and even those who are might find their patience somewhat taxed at times. It has the usual assets of a giallo--beautiful people, beautiful scenery, and an interesting (if not always appropriate) soundtrack. On the other hand, the story ends up ultimately being pretty trite, and the movie is even more non-linear and choppily edited than your usual giallo (at times it seems like a long, early 70's version of a music video). The acting is also less than compelling. The above-the-title star, Erna Schurer, was strictly a second-tier Eurobabe, but even she's only really only in the very beginning and the very end. Most of the movie is carried by the attractive, but less-than-charismatic Luis LaTorre, Monica Strebel, and Lorenza Guerreri.

A gigolo (LaTorre) breaks up with his wealthy, married(?) girlfriend (Schurer). He consoles himself by taking his boat out to resort island where he meets a pair of beautiful models (Strebel and Guerreri). He starts an affair with one of the women (Guerreri), and they go out to a remote island where they decide to take some kinky pictures of themselves with the man apparently raping and strangling the woman. The man quickly finds himself in trouble though when both the woman and the "incriminating" roll of film mysteriously disappear. Before long he finds himself being blackmailed by a mysterious woman. In a nice touch, the film leaves it a little ambiguous whether the man is actually guilty of the crime or is just a Hitchcockian innocent; the problem is the guy is such a complete douchebag he doesn't manage to be either sinister or sympathetic, let alone both. Meanwhile, the other woman (Strebel) inexplicably falls in love with this dipstick, even though he may be responsible for the disappearance of her long-time friend. Even a hardened giallo enthusiast may find this a little hard to swallow, but with somebody unaccustomed to these absurd giallo conceits, it will no doubt make his or head head explode. Still, a strong ending might have redeemed this, but alas...

Director Mario Imperioli is perhaps most famous for "Monica"and "Blue Jeans", a couple of bizarre comedy-dramas featuring Italian sex kitten Gloria Guida. Guida was not exacting a seething cauldron of acting talent herself, but this movie would have greatly benefited even from the presence of someone of her caliber. Strebel and Guerreri had only appeared in small parts in movies like "Slaughter Hotel" and "Sex of the Witch", so they are only as good as can be expected, while Schurer was not exactly a top talent either, even if her role here was not so completely phoned in. The real problem though is LaTorre. If you're a giallo completist, this is worth seeing, but otherwise you might not want to bother. . .