The New York Ripper (1982)

No sex positive single gal in The Big Apple is safe from The New York Ripper (1982)! This Italian giallo flick from Lucio Fulci follows Fred Williams (Jack Hedley), an NYPD detective tasked with investigating a serial killer who specializes in sex workers and sensual models. Lucky him! As everything from housewives who are secretly into S&M, to peep show workers and nude models end up being mutilated in horrific ways, a few strange clues come together. The killer likes to quack like a duck to taunt his victims over the phone, and he's missing a few fingers. When the usual fingerless suspects have airtight alibis, we finally learn why the ripper is ripping: he has a terminally ill eight-year-old daughter and is mad she'll never grow up like the women he kills. Okay, that sounds like the motivation you come up with in a first draft that you end up ripping up and throwing away, but we'll go with it. After all, since the kills in this one are truly gruesome, we're here for the hot Italian guys more than anything else. The cock factor, not the shock factor, if you will. In one wild scene, Jorge Umberto Quevedo is a pool player smuggling an eight-inch cue in his tight, tight, no really those things are tiiiiight pants. That'll have your eyes bulging out of your head! In another scene, Renato Rossini shows off his dark chest hair and beefy chest when he answers the phone shirtless. Ring, ring, now show us your thing! But the real killer is Urs Althaus who has sex onstage as part of a live sex show, and when he gets up, he shows his cock. I hard New York! These men are New York Ripped!