"Let The Corpses Tan" is a bravura giallo/Spaghetti Western pastiche, almost (but not quite) ruined by overly intrusive sequences that are apparently either fantasies, hallucinations or memories (most of which involve the female painter/haggard sex goddess) and way too many closeups of eyes and mouths.

Another problem: the shifting allegiances and points-of-view make it hard to figure out what the heck is going on sometimes, especially when all the characters are really just signifiers for various fictional archetypes - visually striking, but narratively just kind of occupying space.

In its favor: the movie is flat out gorgeous. I wanted to stop the film at any number of points to take a screen print, frame that print, and hang it on my walls. Also in its favor: the characters the actors play are opaque ciphers (there's really nothing to "know" about any of them except their roles - gangster, cop, crooked lawyer, dissolute painter, etc.) - but the actors do a wonderful job emoting for the camera. Even though you don't have any real reason to care about them, they are all really interesting to watch as they do their things.

So: if you want a movie that's hard to care about, but fun to watch even if it doesn't make a lot of sense...this may be worth your time. I'm not sorry I took the time to run it down, and I might even watch it again at some point.