Here is another addition to the long list of meaningless, confusing, soft porn movies haunting the town. It's an Italian movie dubbed into English. But the sound is so bad that it takes 10 minutes just to figure out it's an English movie.
Not that much is being said onscreen anyway. The script is almost nonexistent and the director tries to experiment with images and dreams to interpret what the character is feeling. The end product is so confusing that it takes a couple of hours of hard thinking to figure out that you haven't understood much about the movie.
The first scene finds a character called George walking around, with an inaudible background narration. The background music is incongruously loud, and remains so throughout the movie, drowning the dialogues. George walks into a concert hall and starts fiddling around with a piano. He meets a gorgeous woman dressed in scarlet.
They start flirting, and while they are at it, they find a body lying around. To avoid being implicated in the murder, they flee together. Later, after having dinner together, they make love, all thoughts of the body forgotten.
They continue their romantic escapades, but all the while George keeps getting strong vibes in the form of hallucinations that something is wrong. Then George finds Cara's (that's the woman's name) husband shot dead at Cara's house. George suspects Cara, but Cara convinces him that she did it in self-defense. So they dispose off the body.
Then they resume living a normal life, i. e. making love, sleeping and eating. Meanwhile they are chased around by two men and a woman, who are later revealed to be cops. Finally, George gets sick of the running around, and goes and confesses to the cops. But for some unclear reason, he is arrested and Cara is not.
Later Cara finds some evidence to prove that the murders were not deliberate homicides. George is set free. But when he tells Cara that he is leaving her forever, she reveals that she is the real murderer and shoots him too.
Interpreting this story from the movie was a Herculean effort. Half the time you are trying to ignore the loud, totally unsuitable music, and the other half, you are trying to figure out which of the happenings onscreen are real and which are figments of George's imagination. Between so much noise and confusion, with half a dozen lovemaking scenes thrown in at random throughout the movie, understanding the story is the hardest thing to do.
The audience was however satisfied with the amount of sleaze in the movie, and the distributors must be happy because the show is running houseful. So what am I cribbing about!