Nothing Underneath (1985)

I THINK that I am reviewing the correct movie, the one I caught on HBO when I was in my early teens and staying up too late to try and record Robot Jox (or some equally cheap Sci-Fi) only to put the tape on long play, hit record, and fall asleep on the couch recording hours of HBO, for one movie, with the world's most complicated VHS machine.

Anyway, that's how I caught it, and, honestly, it was honestly a much better than Robot Jox... even if it was a totally different genera.

To sum it up, a male and female twin with a psychic connection bring us into a murder/mystery with surprisingly good camera work, and fun and over the top slasher style murders... you know, a giallo.

And giallo always felt like the chap pulp novels that decorated the closets and basements of the home I grew up in... and now create a bit of a burden stuffed in every nightstand and book shelf in the home I live in to the point of cluttered annoyance.

So, there is an attraction there for the horror mystery theme.

A park ranger in the US feels his sister's murder, who is a model in Italy, and comes rushing from presumably the American west to Rome without experiencing a moment of anything near jet lag, only embark on an effort to find the slasher as he has to contend with some gorgeous women that worked with his sister and are being offed one by one...

... yeah, it's like your basic Friday the 13th, only with a lot more plot to it.

So who can complain, movies like this are like pulp novels, you consume them once, get your entertainment, and then toss them on that little ledge beneath your end table because you were raised never to throw away books, and you know you're never going to read it again...

.... so there it rests in the hope some random visitor says "Hey, can I borrow that?"