My copy of this Spanish/Italian co-production, directed by the Spaniard,Julio Buchs, is titled, 'Murder by Music'. A lovely, ridiculous title that surely can have no pertinence to the story. But yes, it does! The more sombre sounding 'Trumpets' title refers to the actual piece of music that we are asked to believe can do the deadly deed. So far, so fun but although we get two deaths before the credits there is nothing particularly sensational going on and although we get some dance sequences, this becomes a plodding who dunnit. The fact that my print carried an English dub added to the feel of this being some 'Inspector of the Yard', Agatha Christie yarn rather than a full on giallo. Indeed there is barely a sex or bloody moment and disturbingly we actually get a couple of old fashioned 'romantic interludes'. The cast perform well and Romina Power impresses. I see that over the years she did not make more than twenty films, even though one was a Jess Franco and that she is still working today. It is a novel film but just a little bit irritating.

"The Trumpet Of The Apocalypse" (aka "Again") is a little known, rarely seen, and misunderstood giallo with quite a bit in it's favor. Its assets are the London locations, vibrant color photography ("in Technicolor and Techniscope") and attractive stars. Unfortunately, the low budget, typical-for-the-times "mod-rock" score, and short running time belie the film's intriguing premise -leaving many tangents in it's nightmare labyrinth unexplored. The original title, "Hot Loves Of A Minor", makes it sound like something for the "trenchcoat crowd" and hard-core "Eurotrash/giallo" fans will be disappointed as all the "Sex & Savagery" come by implication only. There's many beatings with fists, chains and whips but the only two "provable" murders happen off-screen. All other deaths come from defenestration."Trumpet" follows "giallo/film noir" convention, unfolding like a "Mannix" TV episode that takes an unexpected detour into "The Twilight Zone". The pre-credit sequence sets the stage: A noted Music Conservatory professor hurtles screaming through a window -landing at the feet of a bobby on his beat. The next day, a young "long-hair" reads of the "suicide" in the news and rushes to an apartment building only to see his girl come crashing through a window...After the psychedelic opening credits, a macabre tale unfolds when Naval seaman Richard (Brett Halsey) returns home after a long absence to a London he no longer recognizes -only to discover that his sister Katherine has killed herself. At the cemetery he meets Helen (Marilu' Tolo), his sister's roommate who, unlike the police, doesn't believe Professor Stone and his best pupil's deaths are suicidal co-incidence. She tells Richard of Katherine's bizarre behavior during the last weeks of her life -including "a marvelous secret too fantastic to be true" and her involvement with "The Roumanian", a psychotically brutal thug who inhabits "The Mouse Hole" -London's wildest discotheque.Richard and Helen's quest for the truth lead them through a maze of violence, deception and death when they stumble upon an amazing "McGuffin": "The Trumpet Of The Apocalypse"...What is the "Trumpet"? At first it appears to be an 18th Century concerto composed at the Court Of Saxony by a madman -but it's later revealed the music first surfaced in ancient Mesopotamia. The composition has Arabic symbols between the notes telling of a drug, "E-bow-guy-een" (a "Middle Eastern plant"!), that -when used while listening to the music -can open mythical dimensions. The listener experiences ecstasy/rapture of a kind known only to the Angels in Heaven and (legend has it) that in the notes one can hear the sound that brought the Biblical Walls Of Jericho tumbling down. Immediately after Heaven itself is experienced, however, Hell gives way and the listener hurls his/her self out the nearest window! Searching the night, Richard and Helen cross paths with the Professor's nephew -just returned from Arabia; the professor's tightly wound protégé who, in self-disgust, dons beatnik wig and hippie garb to moonlight as a DJ; "Loco" -a "Manson-like" guru holding sway over a bong-smoking "love cult"; Fanny (Romina Power) -"The Roumanian's" main squeeze; and a mysterious beggar with a hurdy-gurdy who seems to be stalking Richard. In this movie, standing directly under a window in Soho isn't advisable at all. What monster could have engineered all this murder and mayhem ...and why? Is "The Trumpet" truly something that no mortal man should ever hear? Is the "McGuffin" only a "McGuffin"? The movie is a "giallo", of course, but even I was surprised ...and I won't **spoil** the ending here."Trumpet" has all the requisite "giallo" fetishes associated with the genre: black gloves, trench-coats, fog, "gender deception" ...and a night-world that pulsates with life. With repeated viewings one notices that there are few, if any, people in the daytime world and these scenes only provide "Eurotrash Liz Taylor look-alike" Marilu' Tolo with a chance to model the latest Carnaby Street fashions. It's only after dark that London comes alive with orgiastic youth looking for thrills, highs and "kicks". When Richard asks "What's a Mouse Hole?", a "way out" space cadet deliriously tells him, "Aren't you hip, man? The music there is psych-a-delic!" Beautiful Romina Power (Tyrone Power & Linda Christian's daughter) scores in this opus as a hedonistic hippie femme fatale. She's incredibly hot in a "Simone Simon kitten-kinda" way and, once seen, isn't easily forgotten. Her character is similar to Gloria Grahame's in "The Big Heat" - sans "good side". After Richard pummels her boyfriend on the dance-club floor she later saves Richard from a back-alley beating by bringing him to her pad -telling him violence turns her on as she undresses him. When Richard rebuffs her advances she sets him up -seducing "Loco" (in a triple-cross!) and watches (munching popcorn) as "Loco's" cult thrashes Richard and nearly gang-rapes Helen."Trumpet's" dream-like illogic is one of it's special charms. The police are no help to Richard, preferring the mass-suicide theory, yet when "The Roumanian" goes sailing out a window, they rabidly pursue Richard as his murderer. More importantly, they're blind to the larger implications of the endless replication of the "McGuffin". The film ends rather abruptly with the cryptic last lines of dialog spoken in Italian (with no subtitles) but the final visual spells it all out for the perceptive viewer.Tag line: "Perversion Story: A Terrifying Climax To A Frightening Situation!" The Spanish director, Julio Buchs, also helmed "Django Does Not Forgive" and Richard Conte's "Evil Eye". Highly recommended, of course, ...and best seen in a basement room with no windows! In a real-life tragedy that resonates with "Trumpet's" love-cult generation sensibility, Romina's daughter disappeared in the early 90's in New Orleans around Marti Gras time while a sadistic serial killer was loose -and was never seen again.

The Italian title for this Spanish-Italian co-production, I CALDI AMORI DI UNA MINORENNE (which literally translates to "The Hot Loves Of A Minor") leads one to expect a mildly saucy sex comedy which proliferated in the Italian cinema between the late 60s and early 80s; the presence in the cast of Tyrone Power's daughter, Romina - who had previously appeared in the title role of Jesus Franco's MARQUIS DE SADE'S JUSTINE (1968) - only adds to this impression. However, what we actually get is something a lot different and even less appetizing. As it happens, despite being top-billed, Power's role is only secondary, and serves only as a red herring to boot. The plot deals with an inexplicable spate of suicides among London's Swinging 60s hippie youths and the subsequent investigation by one of the victims' brother among the underbelly of dope-addled, peace-loving, long-haired freaks who go by such tell-tale names as "The Fool", "The Prophet", "The Romanian", etc. Ultimately, the film isn't entirely disagreeable to watch, thanks in no small measure to its horrendously dated 'hipness', awful would-be psychedelic songs and risible dialogue. Apparently, the moral of the piece is that listening to music while under the influence of drugs eventually leads to suicide! Go figure...

This movie is a pathetic mystery/thriller with anti-drug and anti-hippy overtones. A slightly interesting premise (a drug that forces you to commit suicide when you hear a certain piece of music), that is completely ruined by a director with no eye for suspense or drama. The characters are developed terribly and it is impossible to care about anything they do. The mystery is only slightly engrossing and the payoff at the end of the movie is only heightened due to the extremely dull buildup.Ohhhh, I urge you, do not watch this drivel. If this ever gets a proper American release, AVOID it at all costs.