I watch all the 60s/70s European thrillers I can get my hands on, just in case the next one turns out to be another A Bell From Hell. Not so with In the Folds of the Flesh; this is one Italo-Spanish co-production piece of Euro-crud. Watch only if desperate to see natural boobs and be confronted by a new, confounding plot twist every 20 minutes.
The title sequence, however, complete with a "Freud" quote and a liquid-swirl backdrop, might just get you through the day.
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