It's certainly more disturbing than any Italo exploiter I've seen other than Hitch-hike (which is an amazing film by the way).
Why's it more disturbing? Becauase it's quite realistically grotesque: I mean, if you were in a situation like that, it would probably look and feel and smell as horrible as that night train scene. When Laura D'angelo goes to throw up, you feel like throwing up too. And the night's sordid madness bleeds into daylight, and the reality and consequence of it becomes awfully explicit.
You want to scratch your skin off.
Also the terrible ambiguity of Meril's character. It's base and dumb, but sexy and ghastly at the same time. It's something quite different to, say, Sergio Martino's slick gialli, where sex is death and death is sex and it looks and sounds fantastic.
Why's it more disturbing? Becauase it's quite realistically grotesque: I mean, if you were in a situation like that, it would probably look and feel and smell as horrible as that night train scene. When Laura D'angelo goes to throw up, you feel like throwing up too. And the night's sordid madness bleeds into daylight, and the reality and consequence of it becomes awfully explicit.
You want to scratch your skin off.
Also the terrible ambiguity of Meril's character. It's base and dumb, but sexy and ghastly at the same time. It's something quite different to, say, Sergio Martino's slick gialli, where sex is death and death is sex and it looks and sounds fantastic.