adriangr Autopsy is an ugly and unpleasant giallo from 1975 that I really didn't enjoy. Starring Mimsy Farmer, it tells the story of a spate of deaths that appear to be suicides but may actually be murders. Farmer plays Simona, a pathologist who has a very troubled personal life, as well as suffering from hallucinations at work, where she occasionally has visions of the corpses waking up! And that's just one confusing strand of a plot which is really hard to follow and much of it is unclear. Endless shots of sun flares keep flashing on the screen in an attempt to add style and intrigue, but this doesn't really work. You'll be hard pushed to make it to the end of the film having understood much of it... well I certainly didn't.But the film certainly delivers in the gore department, with lots of bloody corpses on display, plus several scenes that give you long glances at (what seem to be) actual medical photographs of dissections and murder victims, some of which are extremely disturbing. There's also a fair bit of nudity. What's missing, though, is any sense of joy or tenderness. Main character Simona is in a constant state of paranoia, and none of the other characters seem very happy either. Mimsy Farmer can act reasonably well (although we never get to see her look anything but miserable), but she looks decidedly uncomfortable with being naked, and her lovemaking scenes are unconvincing and poorly done. True, her character does have some intimacy issues, but no tolerance to this is ever seen on screen, in fact every male character in the film pushes Simona around like a sack of potatoes, even her so-called boyfriend. This failing is down to the screenplay which makes no attempts to flesh out the characters beyond simple speaking and doing. They just don't have personalities. Simona even gets sexually assaulted at one point by an ultra-sleazy colleague, but this is played out purely for screen thrills (Simona retaliates by stabbing him wildly with a fork), and no mention of the incident is ever made again, or how it actually affects Simona. By the end if the story, I had lost interest in everybody.To conclude, this is a gory thriller which has trouble engaging on any level other than looking at the screen to see gruesome stuff happening or people getting naked (whether alive or as corpses!). There's just not enough attention payed to character or story development. It's not even particularly nicely filmed. There are plenty of far more effective giallos than this out there, so I would'nt bother spending an hour and a half watching this Autopsy.

Prof-Hieronymos-Grost During a heat wave in Rome apparently caused by sun spots, there is a seemingly unheard of rise in suicides. Pathologist Simona Sana (Mimsy Farmer) is struggling to deal with the extra workload and begins to have hallucinations that the dead are coming back to life. She takes some time off and spends it with her erstwhile boyfriend Edgar(Ray Lovelock), but their relationship is plagued by Simona's visions which leave her frigid. When yet one more victim is diagnosed as suicide, a priest Fr Paul Lenox (Barry Primus) turns up to identify the body and claims that his sister would never have killed herself and so Simona investigates further and finds a small puncture wound which indicates that the girl had been drugged and indeed been murdered, the two team up to solve the mystery. Another bizarre entry in the world of Giallo, the film begins with a startling collection of suicides interspersed with some psychedelic shots of sun flares, the killings are deliciously inventive and set the tone immediately. Simona's hallucinations are also startling and might give the impression the film is a zombie film in the making, but we are soon caught up in a fine mystery. It's a surreal film that will keep you guessing the identity of the murderer, for a while at least, its full of the usual red herrings as each character seems to have something to hide and there's an almost perfect finale too.

mwold Though there are some sporadically nicely shot scenes and of course an interesting score by Ennio Morricone, this movie doesn't offer anything new or interesting to the genre. The story is all over the map, too much so. You also get the impression it was written while the film was rolling; it's too fragmented and there isn't any character to identify with. There is also a blatant lack of suspense and there's nothing really thrilling or frightening occurring on screen. Essentially though watchable, there's nothing really compelling to follow. The "explanation" thrown in at the 11th hour is slightly ridiculous and too complicated and nonsensical for it's own good. I guess the best that I can say is that it's certainly an interesting mess but by no means compulsory viewing.

Maciste_Brother Aside from Dario Argento gialli, Autopsy (or Macchie solari, which translates as Sun Spots) is my favorite giallo. It's truly weird, quirky, trashy and unlike anything I've ever seen. Some might be disappointed by the fact that it doesn't have a gloved killer or the murders aren't as spectacular as those in Argento's movies but I personally liked the fact that everything in this giallo was so uncommon. For once, the typically convoluted giallo story-line wasn't on cruise control. What also stands out in this film is the sleaze factor and its almost machine gun delivery, which made me wonder what drug the director was on. The list of sleazy stuff is endless. There's nudity and several sex scenes. I've lost count on the number of up-skirt shots on Mimsy Farmer's dress. How many times Farmer's clothes were riped off. Farmer's boyfriend (handsome Ray Lovelock) trying to force himself on her. Her coworker trying to rape her, whom she ferociously attacks back at. Gratuitous shots of the young woman's beautiful naked body in the morgue. The hallucination in the morgue at the beginning (great!). The photos of real dead people in the museum. The slide show, which includes dubious erections. The tempestuous race-driver turned priest (the not so handsome Barry Primus) whom Mimsy falls in love with (blasphemy!). Everyone in the movie is sorta crazed and on edge. The suicides during the opening are startling in it's rapid-fire delivery. In fact, the whole film's direction teeters on delerium. It feels like the sun had affecting everyone, including the director, the screenwriter and the editor.I love the fact that the director deliberately leaves out bits of information and as we watch the movie, we quickly assume this and that, and then the director sneaks-in the missing info, we suddenly feel a bit silly or ashame over what we thought at first. For example, when we see the man swimming in the pool. We don't know who he is. As he swims to the edge, the camera pans up on Mimsy (and that quasi up-skirt shot) which makes us think that the man was trying to take a peek or is attracted to her in a sexual way. The next scene, the man is shown to be Mimsy's father. Okay! The director continuously pulls the rug from under us, throws-off our expectations throughout the movie with EVERY little detail imaginable, which makes for a trippy experience. We're never sure who's who or what's what. The really funny part about all of this is the director deliberately mixes and remixes everything as to create confusion but when the killer's identity is revealed, it's done in the most calm, concise and matter-of-fact way. The killer is the sanest person amongst the sun-stroked bunch.Does this quirky direction automatically make AUTOPSY a great movie? Not really but it IS unique. I've never seen a deliberatly chaotic direction like this. There were so many dull giallos made in the 1970s, all of which look too glossy and artificial, like the dreadfully kitschy CASE OF THE BLOODY IRIS or boring TORSO, that AUTOPSY stands out because of its sleazy and gritty direction. It's not your typical giallo. If Joel Schumacher is to CASE OF THE BLOODY IRIS, then Martin Scorcesse (of the 1970s) is to AUTOPSY: Brash, over-the-top, lurid and with a chip on its shoulder. There are several stand-out scenes in AUTOPSY, including the suicides, the hallucination scene at the morgue, and the whole moment at the museum, where there's a booby trap rigged to kill Mimsy. The dialogue is at times uproariously bad. And when you think you lost track of the story, everything eventually falls together. AUTOPSY is a whirlwind of images, sounds (great Ennio Morricone soundtrack!) and questionable stuff that makes for a memorable viewing experience. In the end, it's not really great but its unique direction sure makes up for its obvious shortcomings. If you're game, you'll enjoy it. If you're not game, well, you'll be annoyed or turned-off by it.