Someone is killing a group of schollgirl friends in a particularly nasty way. Their teacher, who is also having an affair with one of his pupils, is suspected and so, with the aid of his wife, tries to work out the identity of the killer himself.
Part of Massimo’s unofficial schoolgirl trilogy this is sleazy giallo at its sleaziest, but damn fine it is too. Nicely filmed in London, the morally dubious story moves slowly but surely towards its climax, which I never saw coming although on reflection it seems obvious. You also have to get near to the end of the film to hear the name Solange, so don’t be thinking you’ve missed something. Rated.
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