Mario Landi's 1979 giallo, Giallo in Venice, has earned a spot in the subgenre's hall of fame. Unfortunately, this distinction hasn't been bestowed upon the film based on technical merit or the compelling nature of its script or performances. Instead, it's remembered by fans of the form for one reason: it's pretty sleazy. In fact, if not for Lucio Fulci's New York Ripper and Camillo Teti's The Murderer is Still with Us, Giallo in Venice might be the grimiest giallo to ever emerge from Italy. Instead it has to settle for being second best to Fulci and Teti's exercises in brutality. Either way, there's enough of an exploitation vibe going on here to appease fans who like their giallo on the nasty side. Drugs, sex and violence dominate this story about a young couple (naturally their names are Fabio and Flavia) who are found dead on the Venetian island of Giudecca and the lurid events that lead up to their demise.