Any movie with a title like The Werewolf and the Yeti needs to be a movie full of scenes where a werewolf fights a yeti. If the movie doesn’t live up to that title, you’ve ruined humanity’s chances for an awesome movie in which a werewolf fights a yeti
Naschy has the pieces, and he has some great ideas and some moments when things work, but the entirety never really comes together, and sloppy scripting ultimately undermines the film.
Two-fisted astronauts, a swankadelic soundtrack, good looking women, pop art design, and a climactic sequence involving sexy nurses with machine guns fighting robots who shoot lasers out of their eyes.
If you can roll with the first five minutes, then you will probably walk away from the viewing experience with a mild sense of having been moderately entertained
No matter how much I run Zombie Lake into the dirt, I can’t deny the enjoyment I got out of watching it. Its combination of schmaltzy sentimentality, surprisingly forthright sleaze, and apathetic horror movie pastiche really does add up to something fairly unique.
The thing that I love most about Superargo vs. Diabolicus is how, completely unlike lucha movies — in which no one reacts in the least to the fact that the hero, whether he be wrestling a mummy or standing in a bank line, is wearing a colorful head-enveloping mask — absolutely everyone reacts to the fact that Superargo is wearing one.
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I wonder why the only time Superargo uses his super strength is when he throws the tree at the robots. The rest of his powers are pretty useless. He gets to levitate once, but he misses the chance to really piss off Dr. Wond by using mental powers to shatter the madman’s assortment of antique vases.
Wading through the copious amounts of nonsense, bad comedy, and offbeat pacing is more than the average film fan will endure. If you watch a lot of Eurospy films, however, you’re a little bit better suited for watching Two Undercover Angels and enjoying it, because you’ll be accustomed to quirky spy films with crazy fashion and convoluted plots.
If you miss the days when horror and science fiction, while not exactly being intelligent, were at least willing to play with lofty ideas and theories and mix them together with charm and drollness, then by all means hop on board the Horror Express and please forgive me for statements like that.