Two from the other day:
Violent Naples (1976), dir. Umberto Lenzi - Italian poliziotteschi film starring Maurizio Merli. This one is about a wave a crime hitting the streets of Naples - armed robbies, burglaries, assasinations, jewellery smuggling, protection rackets etc - and yer man Merli is the detective in charge of sorting out the mess. He's restrained initially, but towards the end is giving out slaps left, right and centre, and ends up in a shootout with a criminal mastermind. Genre stalwart John Saxon makes an appearance as a leading businessman who turns out to be corrupt, and who ends up in Merli's bad books.
Quite a good effort from genre-hopper Lenzi, with some good performances and some well-paced moments. Merli himself is pretty convincing in the lead role (though Franco Nero is better in these things, I feel), and the supporting actors essay the cast of criminals and victims pretty well. The ending is a bit hokey ("I resign! Actually, I don't."), but it doesn't detract from the film as a whole. The end credits music ("Man Before Your Time") is included on the Beretta '70 CD.
The Demons (1973), dir Jesus Franco - This is Franco's take on Ken Russell's "The Devils", and as in Russell's film, there's trouble with a clositer of nuns somewhere in England, who fall into erotic delirium, or as the locals have it, demonic possession. One by one the nuns are brought in for interrogation by the local bigwig witchfinder, and in the meantime the nuns fall under the spell of the Devil, leading to much nudity, eroticism and some sex scenes. Various women are accused of being the main witch, and the so-called religious menfolk keep trying it on with the nuns. Eventually, a well-to-do noblewoman is revelaed to be the witch in question, after being exposed by her sister, and the townsfolk wreak their punishment on her, but not before she carries out one final act of revenge on the witchfinder.
With this being a Franco film, it has its upsides and downsides. The plus point are a well-lensed film, with some good sets and halfway decent acting. The erotic moments are overall relatively tastefully done (well, as tasteful as you'll ever get from Franco), and it captures at least some of the sense of madness of the Ken Russell film. The music (co-composed by Franco) isn't too bad either, veering from jazz to psych rock. Debit points include dubbing that frequently swaps between English and French, making it hard at times to figure out what's going on; a wonky plot construction which means that you only find out that the film is set in England after an hour has passed; the special effects work is worthy of Ed Wood Jr; and finally, the menfolk keep their trousers on during the erotic/sex scenes. Franco's quality control veered wildly over the years (his 80's efforts are particularly shoddy), but this is one of his more focused and interested efforts, and a noteworthy addition to both the "nunspolitation" genre and Euro-exploitation cinema as a whole.