BODY PUZZLE (1992)
I've always been curious about Lamberto Bava's post-Demons filmography. Now that I've seen Body Puzzle, I'm a little less curious. Cue the laugh track. Actually, this isn't a bad stab at...the giallo? I'm not sure which subgenre this film falls under, but it could be compared to Argento's late 80's/early 90's work. This is no murder mystery, however. We're immediately introduced to the killer, an ardent classical music aficionado who seems to be targeting organ donor recipients. Was that a spoiler? Eh. The script doesn't treat any of its plot twists with sanctity, so I think I'm in the clear. We follow a widow who seriously needs some form of home security. She has a sizeable dog, but whenever it barks, she just tells it to calm down. If she listened to her dog, well, I suppose we wouldn't have much of a movie here. I don't have much of a review here. Let's find out if the second paragraph is more interesting.
Nope! Body Puzzle is competent. If it were a masterpiece, I would say that it anticipated the maudlin trail of "serial killer" flicks that cropped up in the wake of Se7en. Instead, I'll say that it doesn't hold a candle to Demons. What does? Three Z'Dars because it's well-shot, although I'm peeved at the third act for flaking out on a potentially cool Frankenstein angle.
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