'Santo el enmascarado de plata y Blue Demon contra los monstruos' (1970) Dir. Gilberto Martinez Solares.

This blissfully bonkers, far from formulaic Santo Luchador adventure erupts luridly across the shock- scintillated screen like some phantasmagorical psychotronic fever dream brought to hyperbolic life! The creature feature to end ALL creature features has the indomitable silver masked champion of the underdog dangerously embroiled in one of his most monstrously bizarre mysteries!

After the dead professor, Halder (Carlos Ancira) returns to life via technologies Satanic, he proceeds to maniacally perpetrate a singularly strange reign of monster-infested terror that almost proves too much for, Santo and his loyal criminal crushing compatriot, Blue Demon to handle! Like a lurid horror comic brought to screaming life,'Santo el enmascarado de plata y Blue Demon contra los monstruos' boisterously delivers all the slam bang entertainment one expects, along with an electrifying surge of high-voltaged monster mashing mayhem! The garish sets, eye-boggling make-up, exquisite implausibility, and the dynamic, drop-kicking do-gooders rowdy fighting prowess excitingly guarantees another cinematic squall of super fly, Sci-fied, Blue Demon & Santo B-movie entertainment!

 

 

'The Curse of the Aztec Mummy' (1957) – Rafael Portillo.

This amiable Mexican iteration of the mummy mythos remains a zesty, bone rattling B-Movie delight! 'The Curse of the Aztec Mummy' oozes creepy/creaky atmosphere and is generously packed with thrilling Boys Own incident! Speedily playing out like a Saturday morning serial, Portillo's exotic terror treat has suave, Dr. Eduardo Almeda (Ramón Gay) and his beautiful fiancee Flor (Rosita Arenas) in the macabre midst of a terrible terror tumult unleashed by Machiavellian master criminal Dr. Krupp(Luis Aceves Castañeda).

Increasingly desperate for the hidden Aztec treasure, dastardly Dr. Krupp's cruel machinations prove boundless! After kidnapping Flor, the good Dr. Eduardo is forced to help him discover the cursed treasure's long-hidden location. There's nary a dull moment in, Rafael Portillo's exciting, breezily directed adventure. Will the heroic Luchador Angel (Crox Alvarado) thwart the diabolical Dr. Krupp? Or will his brutal henchmen finally overwhelm the plucky masked vigilante? All will be revealed, along with an memorably creepy Mummy in this entirely charming creepshow! The Curse of the Aztec Mummy is sure to cast its singularly kooky spell over another generation of horror fans.I certainly don't think it's horror heresy to say The Curse of the Aztec Mummy is no less splendidly shuddersome than the better known Hammer classic. 

 

 

 

'Fist of Death' aka 'El Puño de la Muerte' (1982) Dir. Alfredo B. Crevenna.

Set dramatically within the roiling depths of the Amazon, the silver masked champion of good valiantly takes on an evil, distractingly pulchritudinous sorceress, fights a tiger barehanded and throws down hard on his nemesis, el Tinieblas! With wall-wall weirdness, dodgy Kung Foolery, deliciously incongruous usage of Jean-Michel Jarre, and gratuitous hoodoo voodoo breast jiggling, the spectacularly schlocky Santo jungle-set luchador adventure is a garishly psychotronic feast of fight-packed phantasmagoria!

 

 

'Contamination .7' aka 'The Crawlers' (1990) – Fabrizio Laurenti/Joe D'Amato.

Not quite operating at the same giddy level of psychotronic insanity as 'Troll 2', this pleasingly pulpy, schlock-tastic Filmirage creature feature cheapie remains good for a few beery laffs. Local gal, Josie (Mary Sellers) arrives in her home town from a sojourn in the city, hopeful of rekindling an old flame, finds herself in the maniacal midst of an escalating eco disaster! Due to nuclear waste from a nearby power plant being illegally dumped in the forest, ravenous radioactive crawlers are carnivorously chowing down on the rapidly diminishing local population! Lumbered with wooden performances, spit n' sawdust effects, and a script better suited for compost, as an an out-an-out horror, 'The Crawlers' is pretty weedy, but I still had a pretty good vine! 'Highlights' include another competent score from, Carlo Maria Cordia, and the astonishingly wretched acting by, Vince O'Neil as the Sheriff is amusingly exaggerated by the rather more naturalistic performance from Chester The Dog, and the young lovers 'romantic' waterfall tryst was, like, pretty real.

'Like the man said, bad things usually come in Trees, dude!!!' – Weirdlingwolf.

 

 

 Guzoo: Kami ni misuterareshi mono - Part I. Aka 'Guzoo: The Thing Forsaken by God Part I.' (1986) Dir. Kazuo Komizo.

While enjoying a bucolic weekend break in the mountains four friends grimly discover that they are sharing their holiday cottage with a sinister, mirror-dwelling,slime slathered, pan dimensional demon! This propah mentalist, luridly Lovecraftian splatter-fest from the gore-crazy director of 'Entrails of a Virgin' remains a bravura, blood-soaked J-bodyhorror classic! Guzoo: The Thing Forsaken by God Part I. is a gloriously gloopy, lividly loopy, fiendishly fabulous, terrifically tentacular terror treat that gorily plays out like a dementedly psychedelicized reimagining of 'Deadly Spawn'. Small, but perfectly deformed!

 

 

'La invasión de los Vampiros' (1963) aka Invasion of the Vampires Dir. Miguel Morayta Martínez.

This stylishly mounted, darkly atmospheric example of vintage Mexican Vampire Gothic includes striking scenes of crepuscular creepiness that readily matches Italian maestro, Mario Bava. The unearthly, teeth-grindingly dissonant score by maestro, Luis Hernández Bretón manifestly gives Martínez's melodramatic, strangely desolate, shadow-steeped B/W bloodsucking bacchanal a divinely unsettling quality! There's a terrifically macabre sequence wherein a malign multitude of freshly staked vampires grimly awaken in a smoke-hazed tomb and prowled the tempestuous night which oozed a fascinatingly bizarro, Carnival of Souls ambience! Performances are uniformly excellent, boasting impressive set design, the evocative cobwebbed Gothic milieu is impeccable, plus a bravura climax to rival the very best of Hammer Films. Miguel Morayta Martínez, I salute your truly magnificent Gothic masterpiece!