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Edwige Fenech

Edwige Fenech Italian film star/giallo queen

by Joe Wallace
Images via the super-awesome Cinebeats

What do the movies All The Colors Of The Dark, plus Case of the Bloody Iris, and the uber-crazy

The Strange Vice of Mrs. Wardh have in common? These films and many, many more prominently feature one of the best-loved Italian actors of the 60s and 70s, Edwige Fenech.

When you see your first Edwige Fenech movie, you’ll remember her instantly–she’s got eyes as memorable as Karloff’s and a screen presence just as distinctive. She was never the heavy in her best-known roles, and it’s a shame–she would have made a great villain. Regardless, at Turntabling, Fenech is much like Ennio Morricone; if you see either name in the credits (preferably both together!) you know you’re in for a good time even if the rest of the film is a pile of nonsense.

We’re huge fans, in case you haven’t noticed…and hope by throwing up a few choice tidbits for the uninitiated we can lure more viewers into the Cult of Edwige. Submitted for your enjoyment are three trailers featuring the incomparable Ms. Fenech, who has since the glorious days of 60s and 70s giallos has become a producer in her own right while still taking acting roles (including a small part in Eli Roth’s Hostel 2.)


Edwige Fenech in one of her best roles in Case of the Bloody Iris.

This is how it all started round the Turntabling digs…we especially loved her with the short hairdo in the beginning of the film. How did she get from near-pageboy to the shiny black mane she’s famous for? In the space of a few seconds she’s transformed…but no matter, GREAT movie. There are plenty of twists, and don’t miss the great nightclub wrestling sequence that seems to be a Jesse Franco moment even though he was nowhere near this production. What is it about sleazy nightclub scenes? Italian cinema from this era is full of them. Not that we’re complaining….



The Strange Vice of Mrs. Wardh is chock full of the strangeness we’ve come to expect from the better movies in the giallo genre. The party scene with the paper dresses (which get ripped off in a party-crashing freakout) is a classic, and the scene where Edwige Fenech falls down in the rain (seen here) is worth the price of the disc alone. GREAT stylish visuals in this. A must-see.


All The Colors Of The Dark isn’t as glorious as the first two, but it’s still a HELL of a good time and there is so much Edwige Fenech in this you’ll wonder why you didn’t get to it sooner. She carries the movie as a woman who is being stalked, tormented, and ultimately lured into a cult full of Satan-worshipping freaks. How can you go wrong with psychedelia AND Satan?


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WTF Bad Album Covers: Sumthin Terrible U Stupid

Bad album covers Somthin Stupid

You have to give Sumthin Terrible some credit for adhering to truth in packaging concepts–you know exactly what you’re getting into here if you buy a copy of U Stupid. At first glance it sort of looks like the name of this record is U 2 Stupid, which made me want to buy the album instantly–U2 IS stupid and have far outlived their relevance. The last interesting thing they ever did was let Edge sing on Numb. Remember? It was back when they were still trying to be “edgy”.

Heh.

I have to give this bunch props for trying something original–in hip hop the “me too” factor is so high that it’s almost shocking when a fresh concept emerges. Sad that “me too” didn’t happen with groups like Arrested Development or Digable Planets in the same way it did with damn near every other successful name in the genre.

This album cover is a mess. What the hell is going on here? It looks like either a 28 Days Later-style zombie attack setup with the zombies sadly MIA or maybe these guys all at the leftover shrimp from last week. Either way, it’s an big ol’ FAIL of an album cover. Yawn. Continue reading WTF Bad Album Covers: Sumthin Terrible U Stupid

WTF Bad Album Covers: Jay Ferguson Thunder Island


More like “Hall and Oates Island”. How can you look like BOTH of them at the same time?If Thunder Island were the last remaining safe haven in the zombie apocalypse, I’m not sure I’d go there with Jay Ferguson, even if he promised to let the survivors eat his corpse.

Sorry, Jay…but this is a matter of style–your choice of footwear leads one to believe that you’d be completely useless in a Charlton Heston-style end of the world context. Even on Thunder Island. ESPECIALLY on Thunder Island.
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