Recent home viewing includes Michael Mann's Ali, Alfred Vohrer & Edgar Wallace's College Girl Murders ('67), and Jess Franco's The Sexual Story of O ('84). That last reminds me in more than a few ways of Borowczyk's Love Rites, though it was as uncomfortable for me to sit through as, say, Bigger Than Life (a great film I don't want to revisit for a long time) or The Last House on the Left. I am a total squeamish wuss, and frequently just can't handle long passages of people dominating and torturing (in some way or another) other people. Even when it's highly expressionistic, or highly psychological. Or, sometimes, blood in general is just too hard. (One day I'll steel myself for another go-round with Perfumed Nightmare and its group circumcision scene...)
The Mann is pretty good and I'm glad I caught up with it. Sooner or later I'll write something about his work. College Girl Murders struck me as low-grade competent autopilot; I think it counts as my first krimi film though. Any thoughts on the films in question?