Review by christopher-underwood

The Spanish, of course, could never quite do the giallo the way the Italians could, but this example is a real let down. Its a particular shame because this is a bright, colourful print with good subtitles, but oh dear! Mr. Duenas was, apparently, more used to making documentaries and he certainly shows here a distinct lack of skill in directing a thriller. The main premise of the film also makes things very difficult from the very start. Our hero/killer has suffered some traumatic childhood event, and he gets flashbacks, as do we, when he is kissed by a woman. Unfortunately we have to believe that all these women find him so attractive, when he spends his time cringing and sneering. Maybe and just maybe because most Spanish guys are so macho that the ladies find this child like reluctance endearing? I don't know but its no good for us and for the first time ever in one of these movies we never actually get the reveal on what really caused the problem! I have a hunch that this just might have been cut from this print because of adult/child interaction but I'm probably being generous. Inept.