THE KILLING HOUR
It's like "Argento Lite"
Also known as The Clairvoyant, the script for this flick has all the hallmarks of an Argento film. Serial killer wearing black gloves. Police investigation. Heroine chick about whom there's something kinda "off". Unsettling, if improbable, murders. Surprise ending. What the film doesn't have, however, is Argento himself, to its detriment. A director of Argento's caliber - or hell, even, say, Joel Ruben's caliber (why Joel Ruben? Just 'cuz) would have made this a really exceptional movie. As it is, it's just good.
The plot concerns a "handcuff killer" - no, he's not going around killing handcuffs - and two men who take it upon themselves to uncover him. One is a slightly corrupt police officer, and the other is the TV talk show hose he occasionally leaks to. Soon, they both discover a young artist (played by cutie Elizabeth Kemp) who draws the killer's crimes, sometimes before they happen. Thus the plot proceeds in professional manner, the movie never embarrassing itself but rarely distinguishing itself too much either.
On the plus side are the performances and characters (this movie features an uncommon accent on character),and the unsettling murders when they do happen. On the minus, is the leisurely pace (after the film's creepy opening, it's another 35 minutes before anything too interesting happens), and the unfortunate casting of one bit character. This guy is quite important to the plot, but alas, he looks just like the cop in the story. So you're left wondering "Is that the cop? Looks like the cop. Oh, now he's dead. Wait, there's the cop. What the hell?" and you don't really get this sorted out until about five minutes before the conclusion.
A good effort, and worth a look if you're in the mood for this sort of thing. But nothing too special.