White Of The Eye - 1987 - 6/10
In Phoenix and Tucson, a serial killer targets beautiful, classy women.
He wrecks their homes, yet artfully arranges objects into … what? Message or madness?
So why are homicide detectives in small town Globe? Chasing tire tracks, friend.
While far from a masterpiece, this is an arresting film.
There are touches of Giallo throughout, but the desert predominates.
This appears to be high desert in winter, which might explain the jackets and coats.
The story wanders around, capturing the boredom of cozy communities, where the main outlets are drinking and screwing around.
Odd directorial choices, narrative turns, and several flashbacks kept me watching, though the finale stumbles.