Excellent, Without a doubt!!

This is one of the few movies I've ever seen where the whole audience broke into spontaneous, loud applause a third of the way in.

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

If you're interested in the topic at hand, you should just watch it and judge yourself because the reviews have gone very biased by people that didn't even watch it and just hate (or love) the creator. I liked it, it was well written, narrated, and directed and it was about a topic that interests me.

London has rarely looked more magnificently seedy than in the openings shots of this José Luis Madrid directed film. Rainy, grainy and simmering with promises of blatant sleazy sex.Paul Naschy plays Pedro. Having played a variety of monsters and horror characters, Naschy had become known as 'the Spanish Lon Chaney'. As Pedro, he is the crippled victim of a circus accident, who spends his time limping around seedy London pubs, picking up fights and horrendous cockney prostitutes.It isn't long before he is suspected of carrying out gory, Jack-the-Ripper-style murders. His fight to prove his innocence to Scotland Yard's finest is what fuels the film.Sadly, it is all very drab and never attempts to rise from that. Flatly directed (apart from the rain-swept London panoramas), the interiors were shot in Barcelona and Rome.As always, the dubbing puts a wall between the characters and the audience, but even with that in mind, the performances seem very perfunctory. Naschy in particular gives us no reason to invest in Pedro and his apparent innocence. Against this, there are a few nicely gory scenes and the finale has some tension to it.

Someone is jabbing the life out of hookers in London and Scotland Yard are up to finding out who is responsible. It seems that Jack the Ripper has come back from the dead, but the police actually suspect hard drinking, limping, fat tiny Spaniard Paul Naschy for the murders.Paul plays Pedro, a retired trapeze artist with a bum leg whose hooker wife is murdered early on by our douchebag killer, who also frames Pedro, who can't seem to go anywhere without dead hookers turning up.A certain inspector is out to catch the killer, and has some suave mate whose wife he might be in love with. It's all like EastEnders only with murders and translated through a Spanish eye. It doesn't have the style of an Italian giallo (hence the accusations of it being drab and flat) but it does have a good pace and plenty of sauce.It also has plenty of cheeseball moments, from when a hooker has a speech about how all men are bastards or the various moments when members of the British public try and avoid the camera that has no doubt appeared undeclared right in front of them! This film also has a fairly high body count so I'm a bit unclear on how it can be boring. Cheap looking, yes, but entertaining throughout.Also, I went to London a few days ago, all jazzed to see Piccadilly Circus the way it appears in this film, and they've replaced it with a giant TV screen! What a let down.

Paul Naschy was an unlikely looking leading man, pudgy and balding, but carved a name for himself as a werewolf, a vampire and various unhinged characters. Even when playing straight he still looked slightly barmy. "Seven Murders for Scotland Yard" is a Spanish giallo where he plays an ex-circus trapeze artist (not that plausible!) who is implicated in a series of Jack The Ripper style murders. There is a bit of gore and a few nice ladies in underwear but it is mainly talky and dull.It is set in London but only parts of it were filmed there. It is easy to tell apart what was the English footage and what was the Spanish footage. In the London scenes Naschy roams about familiar locations like Soho and Piccadilly. He goes to Euston Station but amazingly can get a train to Rye from there. It's actually the wrong station for that. Perhaps the film makers should have chosen Leighton Buzzard or Berkhamsted instead.It is always hard to assess acting quality when a film is dubbed so i won't comment on that though Renzo Marignano as Inspector Henry Campbell has a splendid moustache. A good music score is provided by the reliable Piero Piccioni.

After watching Seven Murders for Scotland Yard a couple of weeks ago, I initially rated the movie a 5/10. As I sat down to write this, however, I couldn't remember why I had been so generous. Sitting here, I'm having trouble coming up of anything positive to write.I'm not really sure if there are actually seven murders in the movie or not. I wasn't counting and can't be bothered to go back and look. The exact number of murders, though, is the least of the problems I have with Seven Murders for Scotland Yard. Instead, my major issue with the film is the lack of originality. For example, for a movie with seven(?) murders, they're filmed with a complete lack of imagination. We've seen it all before and usually handled better. I wasn't expecting anything as masterful as Blood and Black Lace or Tenebre, but the murder scenes here are dull and horribly predictable in execution. They all look the same – cheap and nasty (and not in a good way). In fact, the whole film looks cheap and dirty – like it was filmed through a filter of muck. The plot doesn't do the movie any favors either. The killer is too easy to spot right from the start. The movie includes plenty of Giallo required red herrings and plot twists, but they'e so obvious they don't work. For example, a lot of time is spent trying to make the audience think that Paul Naschy's character might be responsible for the murders. But it never works because it's too easy to see through. There might as well be a sign flashing "Red Herring" above his head. Like much of the rest of the movie, the plot is dull and lifeless.Finally, there's the cast. I couldn't find anyone to root for. In the past, I've made no secret about my general dislike for Naschy and, with Seven Murders for Scotland Yard, nothing has changed my opinion. His character even looks like the same guy he plays in most all of his movies – leather jacket, collar-less shirt, slacks, and dress shoes. I kept waiting for him to turn into a werewolf. Again, unoriginal. And then there's Renzo Marignano as Scotland Yard Inspector Henry Campbell. His methods of investigation were laughably unbelievable. In fact, I realized about half-way through the movie that he didn't remind me of an Inspector, but instead, he reminded me of Monty Python's Graham Chapman playing a Scotland Yard Inspector. Overall (an unfortunately), Seven Murders for Scotland Yard is a stinker in my book.