So Young, So Lovely, So Vicious... (1975)

Redundant and unnecessary.

Perfect cast and a good story

Boring

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties. It's a feast for the eyes. But what really makes this dramedy work is the acting.

Angela Batrucchi (Gloria Guida) is less than happy when her father returns home to tell her he has found a new woman and intends to marry her very soon, that woman is Irene (Dagmar Lassander)a very pretty and quiet woman who tries to befriend Angela but is given mixed signs by her, one minute she is friendly the next she is rude. Angela though has bigger and better plans to rid this intruder from her life and steps about it in a ruthless manner. From its title you might guess it's a Giallo, but you'd be wrong, it's a drama/thriller from the director of the excellent Amuck!, it's a character study that concerns Angela's quest to end her fathers relationship and harm the new woman in his life in every imaginable way, she delves into her past looking for some dark past that might encourage her to leave, she also tries to lure her into bed herself and when that doesn't work she employs her boyfriend to do it, that doesn't work either, eventually Irene and Angela get it on and the boyfriend is there to take the pictures. So Young, So Lovely, So Vicious is rather low on thrills but has an interesting storyline and a good cast, its filmed on some beautiful locations and has some sexual content to keep you awake, it also has a very mute downbeat ending, as I said its not a Giallo but fans of that genre will still find plenty to enjoy.

I didn't know quite what to make of this. It was directed by Silvio Amado who is most famous for the sexy Italian giallo "Amuck". This movie isn't really stylistic, deliriously plotted, or violent enough to be a giallo, however. On the other hand, it's not exactly a serious drama either. It's definitely pretty sexy--Gloria Guida looks good naked and she is naked A LOT. And there's the usual gratuitous Italian lesbian scene between Guida's character and her stepmother-to-be(!)played by Dagmar Lassander. This movie kind of reminded me of the French film "L'Annee des medusas", but it's not nearly as well-photographed or deliciously nasty. If you really have a thing for barely-legal Italian starlets, gratuitous nudity, and gratuitous lesbianism, you might want to check this out. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother.

Italian sex drama loaded with manipulation and mind games, in which bored spiteful heiress Angela (Gloria Guida) engineers the downfall of her new stepmother Irene (Dagmar Lassander). She initially uses her hippie gigolo boyfriend Sandro (Fred Robsham), who resembles a young Klaus Kinski, to attempt to seduce Irene. Angela then discovers a lesbian shadow in Irene's past and exploits in to the full by showering in front of her, showing her nudie pictures of her with other girls, and finally pouncing on her at the shorefront while Sandro takes polaroids. Angela has an attack of conscience later but Sandro doesn't, revealing the gory details to Irene before the devastating finale.Gloria Guida was Miss Teenager in Italy in 1971 before she went on to specialize in frothy sex comedies or sleazy dramas like this, and preens, pouts and plots her way through the role like a continental Linda Hayden. In 1975 alone she was in over 7 films, including two more for prolific director Silvio Amadio, best remembered for the ultraviolent giallo Amuck (1973) with Barbara Bouchet and Farley Granger. But Euro-sleaze fans tend to agree her best role was in To Be Twenty (1977), a seedy piece of nihilism from director Fernando Di Leo.

A beautiful teenage girl, Angela, somehow pathologically loves her father, Dr.Batrucchi, so that she naturally hates his refined girl friend, Irene. And when the situation becomes worse partially because Irene herself is somehow problematic, Angela begins to obsessionally think about the indirect way of killing her... This Italian film is not exclusively so-called psychoanalytically oriented, still is at least psychoanalytically explainable one. The leading theme, or only one theme, of the film is so-called acting out, namely, regressive discharge of instinctual energy. Angela seems to have the typically adolescent addict to action, but the main problem is her acting out by its very nature has the forfeiture of her capacity of mastery.Leaving that question, this film has no twisted element; ongoingness of its story is almost every film-lover can expect to be. In the last scene, as one can easily expect, something bad happens to one of the female characters, and then sudden rain pours over her. This rain becomes to be most impressive phenomenon this film has mainly because the very film almost unnecessarily stresses it. If one can think this is liquefaction of self-punishableness or something like that, (s)he can be satisfied. But one thinks this is simply unnatural or melodramatic, (s)he can be disappointed to a certain degree. As a whole, this film can be called Giallo only in the ambiguousness of the very word. At least this is not a typical Giallo.