Putting aside some hard-boiled noirishness and some swinging sixties Austin Powers dancing and what director Franco Prosperi, the Funny Face of the Godfather one and not the Mondo cane one of the same name, delivers here is Eurocrime of the kind that would come to dominate the subsequent decade. As such this is a pioneering film and should be of interest to those who seek to delve into the history of the genre.
With twists and turns that would appeal to giallo fans and a hit-man plot that may be something that Eurospy lovers will enjoy this early, and pre-Django, Franco Nero starred effort is a delightful affair albeit a little dry and a largely humourless affair. However an early agriculture-purchase type speech is probably a little needless and a far too stereotypical piece of plot signposting and spoilering.
The jazzy score, reminiscent of the crime film work of Franco Micalizzi, is perfectly brazzy and energetic in a familiar Eurocrime style as is the car-through-the-streets type opening.
Certainly worth tracking down.