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Senza Scrupoli
James Senese and Joe Amoruso sign the soundtrack. Giulio Albonico takes
care of excellent cinematography. Sandra Wey, the protagonist, is
certainly a sight to behold. If this were enough to make a good film,
we would talk about a masterpiece. The problem is that in 'Senza
Scrupoli' they forget to put a story that has the slightest sense.
A lady (Sandra Wey precisely) from the Turin bourgeoisie who lives in a
villa on the hills, left alone at home because her husband has gone to
the stadium, is attacked in her house by a robber with a strong
Neapolitan accent who shows up wearing a carnival mask. Not content
with the loot, he rapes the woman.
The victim's husband and also the police try to dissuade the woman from
reporting the incident and she is actually excited by what has happened
to her. She tracks down the aggressor, starts a sex affair and also
ends up in the man's shady business. In the most classic and banal of
erotic developments.
Toni Valerii best known for spaghetti westerns creates a film that
would have appealed to the member of Lega Nord party who hated the
people of south italy. The Neapolitan robber, who lives off the
underworld of the south, but also a bored and boring bourgeoisie.
Sandra Wey, who was cast a year earlier in Histoire d'O No. 2, as
already mentioned, is certainly a good-looking character who hides
nothing. But, from an acting point of view, she spends the entire film
with a disconcerting calmness on a par with co-stars Marzio Honorato
and Antonio Marsina, who, by the way, can boast a far more important
CV.
In the banalities of this erotic film, however, there is no lack of
scult scenes. Such as the amateur stripper 'contest' that takes place
in some bad place among bored housewives and old pigs who then incite
the protagonist with an 'Alè, alè bella bigioia', which
for those who don't know, in Piedmontese means 'pussy'.