Philippe Mora is such a bright, engaging conversationalist I keep wishing his films were better but this isn't very well directed. A good true life story - a Yank soldier turned serial killer in WW2 in Melbourne - is done without any real atmosphere or tension, and over the top acting.
There's a lot of older actors in it, who capture the tone and mood of the war, but they're old and wars were fought by the young. The costumes and everything are there, but it feels like a re enactment.
James Coburn is an officer. Bill Hunter and Maurie Fields are cops. Michael Pate is a Yank. Everyone feels old even the soldiers. Reb Brown isn't bad as the killer.
But what's the point. The guy kills. He's caught. He's hung. There is a little outrage at the speed of it but he's killed three women.
What a disappointment.
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