

Early in the film when Wally gets his job from the Austrian Duke, one of his friends bluntly tells him, “I don’t dig Austria.” Aside from being a funny line, it should have acted as a bit of advice to Merli, Collins, Massi, and company. The film begins with a shootout in a public park with a suitably intense Merli bursting into action and blowing away the bad guys, but then from the moment Austria comes into the film, the few moments of action are punctuated by long, confusing, confounding plot points. Only fifteen minutes into the film I felt like I needed some kind of chart to keep up with characters, their relationships to each other, and where the story was going. I don’t mind a film with a detailed plot, but Magnum Cop was unnecessarily complex to the point where I had to roll back the film several times to follow it. This continues until the third act of the film, and by time it finally lets loose with the final action notes, I was too mentally frazzled to care that much.
The style that Massi brought to films like Case of the Bloody Iris and Giovanna Long Thigh with his skill as a cinematographer is certainly not on display in Magnum Cop. From the lackluster fashions (I mean seriously. Merli wears overalls for a third of the film, and that is not badass.) to the flat design of the locations, there is little to nothing stylish or eye catching in Massi’s film. The action sequences do yield some interesting shots, but nothing that belies a man of Massi’s reputation as a camera man. Massi was assisted on Magnum Cop by his cinematographer Riccardo Pallottini who had worked on Lenzi’s Man from Deep River. I could see much more of Pallottini on screen than Massi, but where Pallottini’s flat, raw style worked in a jungle cannibal film, it fell flat when added to the exciting world of Euro-crime. Magnum Cop was also hampered by the score by Stelvio Cipriani. The disjointed tracks never enhance either the action scenes or the quiet moments in the film. Cipriani, another Lenzi alum from his work on Nightmare City, relies too heavily on spacey synthesizer rather than go with a more rocking sound. The end result is a soundtrack that annoys more than anything else.
The performances were pretty good on the whole, though the only copy of Magnum Cop I could find was pretty poorly dubbed making it slightly harder to judge. Merli is suitably intense, but this is one of the kind of films that make him look like Franco Nero and Chuck Norris had a baby (That‘s had, not Ate.) If you’re hankering for a Maurizio fix, you’re much better off turning to Violent Rome or Violent Naples. I did enjoy it that his private eye character had a soft spot for movies. Keep and eye out and you’ll spot Italian posters for Paul Newman’s The Mackintosh Man and Robert Mitchum’s Farewell My Lovely decorating the walls of his apartment as well as several more tough guy films.Joan Collins, appearing here before her comeback in The Stud and Bitch, alternately adds sex appeal or high camp to scenes where she appears. For those that are interested, Ms. Collins does indeed doff her clothes, but at least for me, it wasn’t anything to write home about. Joan has a fraction of the screen time that I would have expected or liked, and the rest of the cast, a collection of random and bland characters, fail to carry the film. The only other partial highlight would be Werner Pochath as Strauss, but only because the Austrian baddie has a badass 70’s handlebar ‘stache.
Magnum Cop isn’t a complete loss. As an example of a Euro-crime film, it distinguishes itself by infusing a kind of neo-noir into the proceedings. It seemed to really want to be a compatriot to the kind of films that Wally idolizes, and in a way that reminded me a bit of a poor translation of Elmore Leonard set in Austria. It kind of succeeded. So the question remains, do I dig Austria? And I have to say that when it comes to the Austrian adventure contained in Magnum Cop, I don’t dig it that much. There are way better Euro-crime ad polizia films out there to check out. So unless you’re a genre completists or a huge Joan or Maurizio fan, there’s not much to draw you into this below average effort.
Bugg Rating