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“I'm a smart killer, Inspector – a little smarter than
all of you.” Consider the giallo genre – what springs to mind?
Black-clad killers with razor knives, blood-splattering violence, and
scintillating sexuality? Chances are that forensic examination of a crime scene
and perspective-altering scenes of court room drama didn't crop up – but that's
exactly what sets Duccio Tessari's The Bloodstained Butterfly apart from
the crowd. Side-stepping many of gialli's visual clichés, nestling into a pace
akin to the more thoughtful examples of the genre such as Aldo Lado's Short Night of Glass Dolls (1971), Tessari's film nonetheless paints a
bleak and savage picture of inter-generational betrayal, lust, abuse, and
shattered illusions...
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