have had a familiar look.
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday’s viewing all commenced with a Spaghetti Western starring Anthony Steffen in a film with “Django” in the title, with him playing Django, even though his character wasn’t always called Django.
Tuesday it was “Django the Bastard”, Wednesday it was “No Room to Die”, aka “A Noose for Django” and “Hanging for Django” , and Thursday was “Viva! Django”.
All good Spaghetti Western stuff, some don’t seem to like Steffan but he does the quiet moody bit well.
Each night concluded with a 1960s Giallo of certain gialloish variation.
Tuesday and Wednesday featuring a similar character. A red hooded monk..
Tuesday’s was entitled “The Monk with the Whip”, aka “The College Girl Murders”. An Edgar Wallace yarn from Germany. Now I’m pretty sure an evil genius mastermind could come up with an easier way to kill college girls, than breaking guys out of prison to spray the girls with prussic acid – hydrogen-cyanide – via a squirt gun or hollowed out bible with a mechanism.
But that was his method of choice, all while everyone had to avoid the red hooded monk that was roaming around the school, throttling people with a big whip.
Wednesday’s red monk was Mickey Hargitay, in his castle, thinking he was a monk from the past, while a bunch of magazine types wanted to use the castle for some glamour shots in “The Bloody Pit of Horror”.
Hargitay plays an actor who disappeared, it was funny when one of the other characters described him as “a muscle man… in costume films”. It has some cracking lines.
Thursday’s viewing concluded with a mad romp around Rome, with George Ardisson in “A Date with Murder”, as he tried to find his friend through the bodies piling up, maybe not as barmy as the other two but still a bit barmy. Luciano Rossi turns up as a sweaty, nervous, untrustworthy type, so pretty much like every other character he played.
