Five Dolls for an August Moon

This bizarre Bava should be called Twist and the Death Nerve, an ultra–groovy bit of Euro–trash, complete with a feverish soundtrack and swingin' slashers. A group of idle hipsters gather at a chic beach house where they begin an amorous weekend of mind and party games. But the three Fs-flirting, fondling, and philandering-are just diversions from the day's darker purpose, to coax a secret invention from one of the gathered gropers. Of course, in a Bava film, where there's greed, there's bleed, and bleed they do. One by one, the fashionable revelers expire in most unsightly ways. However, like the contempo creepy Seven, murder is a matter of composition, as each victim is discovered in mortified tableau. Bava's giallo goes down like a super–cool cocktail, more Bloody Mary than martini.

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