Ghosts of Mars had a couple of good moments, but was such a failure on so many levels.  Pam Grier is such a non-presence in the movie that I always assumed they must have had a falling out during filming.  Her character went nowhere.

I don't have an enormous problem with the US Attorney playing dirty/coming down like a ton of bricks on juice - in my personal experience I've seen the USAO not hesitate to threaten (with prosecution, not physical harm) a target's children to get a plea.  What I do have a problem with is Linc's reference to himself as…

Similar to a great recurring joke on the British show Snuff Box, where one of the leads chats up an attractive girl until she mentions she has a boyfriend, at which point he swears at her, smashes something, and runs off.  Damn funny show.

No love for minor giallo director Emilio Miraglia?  The Red Queen Kills Seven Times is superior giallo formula material, and for my money Barbara Bouchet has never looked better.  The Night Evelyn Came Out of the Grave is somewhat grittier and sleazier - less pure fun - but still enjoyable.

I'd second Perfume but disagree on Strange Vice of Mrs. Wardh - it's far more coherent and enjoyable than "Vice is a Locked Room" and Edwige Fenech looks much better to boot.  All the Colors of the Dark is superior to both, though, bringing in the Rosemary's Baby element.

Hatchet's pretty solidly entertaining - a fun example of Bava playing with the genre he created.  So many giallos are so deadly serious (or at least pretend to be).  One of the many ways in which Bava was so great - he refused to be bound by genre conventions.