I would hesitate to class Lucio Fulci's One On Top Of The Other as a giallo: it's lacking that genre's trademark 'leather gloved killer' and creative murders. It is, however, an entertaining if improbable thriller with bags of cool '60s style - definitely one of the director's more accomplished efforts.
Jean Sorel stars as Dr. George Dumurrier, who finds to his surprise that his late wife Susan (Marisa Mell) has left him $2 million richer thanks to a recently acquired insurance policy. The police find this rather strange and investigate, coming to the conclusion that Dumurrier killed his wife for the money. Does stripper Monica, Susan's doppelganger, hold the key to proving George's innocence, and will someone uncover the truth before he is sent to the gas chamber?
A product of the trippy, hippy psychedelic era, One On Top Of The Other features swinging sex and plenty of nudity, a scene at a strip-club where patrons play with balloons (how wild!), an Austin Powers-style photographer with a droopy moustache (You're a tiger! You're a lemur! And I'm spent.), and groovy split screen imagery a la DePalma. It's also got an excellent jazzy score by Riz Ortolani, that adds plenty of pep to proceedings.
There's almost none of the outrageous gore for which the director would become known (just a brief shot of a rotting corpse), but there's plenty of intrigue, with a twisty plot and a suspenseful finalé in which Fulci doesn't let on till the very last moment whether George has been executed or not.
The final scene, in which a radio reporter speaks to the camera and points at various objects as though his listeners can see what he is talking about, provided a few unintentional chuckles as well.
Jean Sorel stars as Dr. George Dumurrier, who finds to his surprise that his late wife Susan (Marisa Mell) has left him $2 million richer thanks to a recently acquired insurance policy. The police find this rather strange and investigate, coming to the conclusion that Dumurrier killed his wife for the money. Does stripper Monica, Susan's doppelganger, hold the key to proving George's innocence, and will someone uncover the truth before he is sent to the gas chamber?
A product of the trippy, hippy psychedelic era, One On Top Of The Other features swinging sex and plenty of nudity, a scene at a strip-club where patrons play with balloons (how wild!), an Austin Powers-style photographer with a droopy moustache (You're a tiger! You're a lemur! And I'm spent.), and groovy split screen imagery a la DePalma. It's also got an excellent jazzy score by Riz Ortolani, that adds plenty of pep to proceedings.
There's almost none of the outrageous gore for which the director would become known (just a brief shot of a rotting corpse), but there's plenty of intrigue, with a twisty plot and a suspenseful finalé in which Fulci doesn't let on till the very last moment whether George has been executed or not.
The final scene, in which a radio reporter speaks to the camera and points at various objects as though his listeners can see what he is talking about, provided a few unintentional chuckles as well.