MARTIAL ARTS FILM

In full fury of martial arts movies, a Hammer in absolute economic decline and, above all, artistic, decided to mix its traditional myths with the cinema of piecework, flying kicks and acrobatic and superhuman flights, teaming up with a Hong Kong producer to pulling off a bizarre mishmash that turned out to be one of the most unintentionally hilarious movies of either genre. The film brings together what could be expected from a second-rate commercial production designed to be successful in double bills, open-air cinemas and other circuits of rather scarce prestige. That is to say: a wide range of punches and kicks, two or three shots of female breasts out of the blue, copious amounts of blood, a linear and quite simple script and a duration that does not reach an hour and a half in its western version (the version for the East included half an hour more of battles and mamporros). As a curiosity, let us point out that the image that terrifies oriental vampires is not the crucifix (they are not Christian vampires), but the figure of Buddha; perhaps one of the few examples of ingenuity of a mediocre and rather sloppy script. The film is certainly quite bad, but its impudence is such that it provokes more than a few moments of fun, when not absolutely humorous, and at the end of viewing the film we are overwhelmed by the feeling that, after all, we have not wasted time and perhaps our mood has changed for the better. Recommended to review from time to time, preferably in company and, if possible, somewhat tipsy. Fun is assured.

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