Boasting one of the most outlandish titles of the giallo genre, Sergio Martino's Your Vice is a Locked Room and Only I Have the Key is yet another loose adaptation of one of Edgar Allen Poe's most famous titles, The Black Cat. Like most Poe adaptations, the film shares little with its source material, apart from the presence of the titular black cat, here named Satan. While it is chocked full of narrative stumbles and frustrating red herrings, Martino's refusal to bend to the genre rules of the giallo makes Your Vice an extremely interesting entry into the genre, avoiding being bogged down with drawn-out set pieces and mind-bending visuals, and instead focusing on the psychological - and physical - interplay between its two leads.

Bored writer Oliviero (Luigi Pistilli) spends the majority of his time throwing drug and alcohol-fuelled parties for the local hippies, and enjoys mentally and physically abusing his long- suffering wife Irina (Anita Strindberg) in front of them. When a young student is brutally murdered on the night she had arranged to meet Oliviero, the wife-beating pig naturally becomes the prime suspect and withdraws into a state of deep paranoia at his labyrinthine mansion. When their maid also shows up dead, Oliviero and Irina hide the body just before the arrival of his niece Floriana (Edwige Fenech). Floriana is a confident and wise young woman, and hatches a plan with Irina to deal with her abusive husband. But not all is as it seems, and just who is the handsome grey-haired man lurking behind every corner?

Far from your average giallo, Your Vice... doesn't subvert the genre but frequently surprises. The plot and ludicrous climax, like most gialli, seem not be taken from the yellow-covered pulp fiction they are normally adapted from, but something akin to an episode of Scooby- Doo. While that may seem like a criticism, it really isn't - it's the type of insanity that makes these movies so much fun to watch. Bolstered by a fantastic score by Bruno Nicolai and lavish cinematography by Giancarlo Ferrando, they are nonetheless overshadowed by Fenech, surely one of the most beautiful women to ever grace the screen. Floriana is a no-nonsense, well-travelled lady, and just when you think you have her worked out, the film throws in a surprising, if in no way believable, twist. It may not be remembered as Martino's best entry into the genre (1973's Torso is certainly up there),but Your Vice... throws in enough twists and turns to keep it consistently entertaining and occasionally disturbing.

Martino wastes no time at all getting into the crazy in this one — Oliviero Rouvigny (Luigi Pistilli from Bay of Blood, Iguana with the Tongue of Fire, Death Rides a Horse) is a dark, sinister man, a failed writer and alcoholic who lives in a mansion that's falling apart (If this all feels like a modernized version of a Poe story like The Fall of the House of Usher, it's no accident. There's even an acknowledgment that the film is inspired by The Black Cat in the opening credits.). His wife, Irina (Anita Strindberg from Lizard in a Woman's Skin and Who Saw Her Die?),suffers his abuses, but never more so than when he gathers hippies together for confrontational parties. He makes everyone pour all of their wine into a bowl and forces her to drink it, then humiliates their black servant Brenda until one of the party goers starts singing and everyone joins in, then gets naked. This scene is beyond strange and must be experienced. Luckily, I found the link for you, but trust me — it's NSFW.

The only person that Oliviero seems to love is Satan, the cat that belonged to his dead mother. A black cat that talks throughout every scene he's in, his constant meows led to my cats communicating with the TV. God only knows what a 1970's giallo cat said, but it seems like his words spoke directly to their hearts.

One of Oliviero's mistresses is found dead near the house, but he hides her body. The police suspect him, as does his wife. Adding to the tension is the fact that Irina hates Satan, who only seems to care about messing with her beloved birds.

Remember that servant? Well, she's dead now, but not before she walks around half naked in Oliviero's mother's dress while he watches from the other room. She barely makes it to Irina's room before she collapses, covered in blood. Blood that Satan the cat has no problem walking through! He refuses to call the police, as he doesn't want any more suspicion. He asks his wife to help him get rid of the body.

Oliviero's niece Floriana (Edwige Fenech, pretty much the queen of the giallo) is in town for a visit, learning how Oliviero hasn't been able to write one sentence over and over again for three years, stuck in writer's block (and predating The Shining by 5 years in book form and 8 years away from Kubrick's film). Unlike everyone else who tolerates Oliviero's behavior or ignores it, Floriana sees right through the bullshit. The writer is used to seducing every woman he meets and she initially rebuffs him, even asking if it's true that Oliviero used to sleep with his mother. He angrily asks if it's true that she's a two-bit whore. "Those would be two bits worth spending," is her caustic reply.

Irina confides all of her pain to Floriana as the two become lovers. And another girl gets murdered — perhaps by Oliviero. Then, a dirt bike racer comes to drop off milk and hit on Floriana. Whew — I was wondering when this film would get hard to follow and start piling on the red herrings!

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Sergio Martino's follow-up to "Lo strano vizio della signora Wardh" (The Strange Vice of Mrs. Wardh) isn't quite as interesting as his previous one but still worth seeing. "Il tuo vizio e una stanza chiusa e solo io ne ho la chiave" (Your Vice Is a Locked Room and Only I Have the Key) portrays Oliviero Rouvigny (Luigi Pistilli),a failed writer who likes to hold parties and humiliate his wife Irina (Anita Strindberg) in front of the guests. But things take a turn for the unusual after Oliviero's mistress gets murdered, and then the maid gets murdered, with everything going on under the watchful eye of Oliviero's cat Satan. The arrival of Oliviero's niece Floriana (Edwige Fenech) further complicates things.

This was Martino's fourth giallo movie. I found his previous one - which also starred Fenech - to be a little cleverer and more creative, but I would still recommend this one, which borrows from "The Black Cat" by Edgar Allan Poe. They both remain important pieces of Italian cinema, and specifically they serve to show the changes in cinema that were taking place worldwide in the late '60s and early '70s. Really impressive. Also starring Ivan Rassimov.

I wonder if Edwige Fenech is still making movies.