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Strip Nude For Your Killer

1975
Dir. Andrea Bianchi

When a fashion model dies during surgery to perform an abortion, a slew of violent murders ensue, starting with that of the doctor who tried to cover up her death. The killer’s victims are all connected to a fashion modelling agency where the dead woman worked. As the body count rises, a couple of scantily clad amateur sleuths try to discover the killer’s identity before they too are struck off.

“I feel too hot to be a corpse, baby.”

To describe Strip Nude For Your Killer as trashy and exploitative would really be a fantastically obvious understatement. Hey, with a title like that, one should really know what to expect. Of course, there are films with truly exploitative, titillating titles that can never hope to live up to the lurid promise their monikers suggest – Strip Nude is not one of those films. It does exactly what it says on the tin. The surprising thing is that it is actually pretty enjoyable, in a trashy, campy, exploitative and deliriously kitsch way. Almost all the characters appear to suffer from vestiphobia (fear of clothing), for as soon as they enter a scene, it isn’t long before they remove their clothes. When characters aren't parading around gloriously decorated houses in nothing but stilettos, or posing for tacky photo shoots, they are (usually unsuccessfully) evading a mysterious killer in black leather biking gear and motorcycle helmet brandishing a glinting switchblade. The bloody denouement of many scenes is usually reached after characters have undressed and are followed around by Bianchi’s pervy camera before the leather-clad killer jumps into frame. Tension is as absent as clothes, though Bianchi does generate mild suspense in several scenes.



All this might sound like misogynistic drivel, however the male characters in Strip Nude are just as vestiphobic and don’t fare any better when confronted by the deranged murderer. There’s even a (probably unintentional) subversion of convention in the scene where a man in underwear is stalked around his home by the killer, before being set upon as he attempts to inflate a rubber sex doll.

“Did I ever tell you, you look terrible with clothes on?”

Director Bianchi strips (pun intended) the giallo formula right back to basics so it exhibits only the barest bones of the most rudimentary story to connect all the scenes of exploitative sex, violence and murder. This film boasts even less of a plot than the likes of Sergio Martino’s minimalist Torso; which at least had the decency to build to a genuinely suspenseful climax. Strip Nude really only ends up being a tightly wound exercise in slashed suspenders and stockings. Even the murder mystery – which kind of has to feature somewhere in order to justify bumping off all the naked people - is as basic as they come. Of course this doesn’t detract from the fun to be had when watching such unadulterated trash.



With the setting of a fashion model agency as the backdrop for a series of graphic murders involving fashion models in various states of undress, it is impossible not to draw comparisons with Mario Bava’s rapturously violent and chic Blood and Black Lace. While both films are undeniably stylish and boast a murder mystery and a masked marauder decked out in black leather, that’s really where the similarities end. Strip Nude For Your Killer lacks the class and mystery of Bava’s giallo, essentially coming across as its younger, less sophisticated sibling, with extra sex, sleaze and gore. Aside from its gloriously unabashed exploitation and trashy entertainment value, the film also features the added bonus of starring giallo stalwart Edwich Fenech. It also boasts a lush, irresistibly funky score courtesy of Berto Pisano, complete with breathlessly seductive vocals by Ennio Morricone collaborator Edda Dell'Orso.



If murder, blackmail, camp humour, mascara and leather clad killers menacing fashion models are your thing, then you’ve struck exploitation gold with Strip Nude For Your Killer! 

Strip Nude For Your Killer is available from Shameless Screen Entertainment. Check out the trailer here.
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