Iseerphia All that we are seeing on the screen is happening with real people, real action sequences in the background, forcing the eye to watch as if we were there.

Hadrina The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

Janae Milner Easily the biggest piece of Right wing non sense propaganda I ever saw.

Paynbob It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Dalbert Pringle About all that I can say in regards to this 1971, Italian, Ripper-trash, horror film is that it was basically no better, no worse, than all of the other imported, uninspired, slasher-movie junk that I've seen from this particular, hum-drum era of movie-making.Using that cheapest-of-ploys of flashing any, and every, pair of breasts in front of the viewer's face at every opportunity, in order to generate some spectator interest, I found Blade Of The Ripper was so bad that it didn't even contain a single character worth caring about.Highlighted by some truly horrible moments of suspense, terribly-staged murders, stale performances, and really stupid music during the scenes of violence, I wasn't in the least bit surprised that "Ripper" turned out to be nothing but a total dud from start to finish.And, speaking about this film's finish - Unless one was clinically blind, its intended "shock" finale was so brain-dead obvious that one could easily see it coming about a mile down the road.

tuco73 The beginning of the seventies saw the full spread of the "Giallo" genre mainly thanks to the works of Mario Bava (who started it in the mid-sixties), Dario Argento and Lucio Fulci. Nevertheless a few other directors left a mark: one to remember was Aldo Lado with his amazing "Short Night of the Glass Dolls" and another was Sergio Martino with "Lo Strano Vizio...". Anyone interested in those nicely aged Italian B movies where settings, screenplay, direction, music... all seem to work very easily in perfect harmony, should definitely not miss this movie! Thrill, violence, stylish interiors, smart dialogues, a memorable score, and a very inventive plot together with some awesome (often naked) actresses, will capture your attention all the way through... contributing once again to leave us a visually stunning portrait of the Seventies like no other movie genre was able to do. A fantastic and recommended movie, also for non-giallo fanatics. Really enjoyable!

Witchfinder General 666 Sergio Martino truly is one of the great masters of the Italian Giallo. Martino accomplished to make five fantastic Gialli within three years, namely "The Scorpion's Tail" (1971), "Your Vice Is A Locked Room And Only I Have The Key" (1972), "All Colors Of The Night" (1972), "Torso" (1973), and this beautiful and stunning gem entitled "Il Strano vizio della Signora Wardh" ("The Strange Vice Of Mrs Wardh"). My personal favorite is the brilliant Poe-inspired "Your Vice Is A Locked Room And Only I Have The Key" (1972), which I would easily name among the Top 5 Gialli ever brought to screen. This "Strange Vice Of Mrs Wardh", however, comes pretty damn close, and is nothing short of a masterpiece itself. Be it the wonderfully eerie mood, the constant suspense, the wonderfully photographed beautiful settings, or the ravishing leading actress, genre-queen Edwige Fenech - This film delivers in all aspects. As an Austrian, this film has a particular particular quality to me - the setting in Vienna. Martino has his very own, haunting vision of my country's capital, which is portrayed as beautiful and menacing alike. Even more than Martino's other Gialli, this has a strong focus on the decadence of the high society.The entrancing Edwige Fenech plays Julie Wardh, a beautiful young ambassador's wife. Julie moves from one decadent high society party to another in Vienna, which is currently struck by a murder series. Julie stands between three men, her rich husband (Alberto De Mendoza), her malicious ex-lover (Ivan Rassimov) and the motorbike-riding playboy George (George Hilton)... I will not discuss the plot any further, since Giallo-fans should enjoy the compelling plot and clever twists themselves. The film is visually stunning throughout. The settings and photography are brilliant throughout the film, the nighttime outdoor sequences are especially overwhelming. "The Strange Vice Of Mrs Wardh" also profits from a great cast. The stunningly beautiful Edwige Fenech is once again wonderful in her role, and, luckily, she once again doesn't scant with her female charms. Giallo-regular George Hilton delivers a solid performance in the male lead, and Ivan Rassimov is sinister and great as always. Italian Genre-cinema regulars like Alberto De Mendoza and Bruno Corazzari make a good supporting cast and the female cast furthermore includes Conchita Airoldi, who was also part of Martino's equally great "Torso" of 1973. As Martino's Gialli, this is delightfully sleazy, with lots of perversions and female nudity. Especially Edwige Fenech (hooray!) and Conchita Airoldi have a tendency to take their clothes off. Out of the five Martino-Gialli mentioned above, this one is the least goriest. This is not to say that the film hasn't got a certain nastiness however. The film is suspenseful, eerie and highly atmospheric from the very beginning, and delivers many clever twists and some delightful insanity. Overall, this is an ingenious Giallo and another proof that Sergio Martino is a true master of his trade. The stunning beauty of this hauntingly exquisite gem is only surpassed by that of its ravishing leading actress, Edwige Fenech. "The Strange Vice of Mrs. Wardh" is a fantastic film in all aspects, and a must-see for every Giallo-fan!

Scarecrow-88 Mrs. Wardh(the fetching Edwige Fenech)has a vice..dangerous men. They excite her sexual desires and director Martino shows this as we peer into her fantasies as many are strangely violent. Julie had married stockbroker Neil(Alberto de Mendoza)to separate herself from Jean(Ivan Rassimov), who fulfilled her sexual needs and hungers. She wished to put that part of her on the backburner, but finds another replacement in the handsome George Corro(George Hilton)who is cock-sure of his abilities at wooing women and catches an eye for Julie.There is a killer of prostitutes in the area which has caused wide-spread paranoia. This is merely a detail until someone photographs Julie making love to George and demands a ransom. It's instantaneous that Jean, a sleaze photographer, is the likely suspect(the person demanding ransom disguised his voice)and Julie's friend Carol(Conchita Airoldi)convinces to replace her at the meeting spot. What Carol doesn't expect is to be killed and is by someone dressed up like the serial killer in the papers. In a car garage leading to Julie's apartment, the same man tries to attack her as she was preparing to take her usual elevator up to home. Scared out of her wits, Julie and husband Neil go over to Jean's place but find him dead in his bathtub. The film then shows someone trying to attack an airplane stewardess who is able to kill him.The details line up until we're not sure who is trying to kill Julie which provides the key mystery of the film.I think this film suffers from familiarity with so many different types of mysteries and melodramas and unfortunately doesn't set itself apart from countless clones dealing with the same subjects verbatim. The director has worked with most of this cast over and over so when we see who is actually trying to kill Mrs. Wardh there's not that shock and awe one might expect. Now, this could be because I've watched a few others gialli prior to this one, but this particular giallo really doesn't offer anything really new. It is still quite polished and suspenseful, however, and Martino seems more akin to show lurid sexual activity and the naked bodies of the female form. Fenech just lets herself go in the role and appears quite naked in many ways in the film..particularly the rough fantasy sequences with Ivan Rassimov's Jean.