




What if guilt was manufactured and desire was the only currency that mattered?
A rich industrialist is accused of a crime he didn't commit. But every single clue leads to him.
Acting
Marisa Mell weaponizes charm until you're complicit.
Cinematography
Wealth as trap: every gilded room feels like evidence.
Direction
Sciumè treats revelation like striptease—delay, delay, sting.
Director
Piero Sciumè
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Part of Italy's 'giallo-adjacent' wave where erotic thrillers replaced black-gloved killers with systemic betrayal. Sciumè never made another film—this paranoid swan song vanished for decades.
Marisa Mell demanded her contract specify 'no full frontal'—then improvised the mirror scene herself. The crew thought it was in the script.