tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81284846670837856032024-02-08T15:29:02.661+10:00BAMBOO GODS AND BIONIC BOYSAn evolving history of genre filmmaking in the Philippines by THE SEARCH FOR WENG WENG's Andrew LeavoldAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556748701863554140noreply@blogger.comBlogger508125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8128484667083785603.post-81904472380512363472013-03-27T10:41:00.000+10:002013-03-27T10:41:49.324+10:00SEARCH FOR WENG WENG: Week #2 update!<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/210613803/the-search-for-weng-weng-1">http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/210613803/the-search-for-weng-weng-1</a></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The film has been a labour of love since I started filming
in 2006. In short (no pun intended, I swear), it's a guerrilla-shot chronicle
of my obsessive quest to find the two-foot-nine James Bond of the Philippines.
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a 90 minute documentary feature. The $30,000 we're asking for from Kickstarter
pledges is to pay for its post-production and, down the track, touring the film
internationally. The idea is to fund its completion in the same way it was
filmed - guerrilla style - to retain as much control as possible over the
project. The finished film will subsequently be released in this country
theatrically and on DVD by Monster Pictures in Melbourne
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believe you will recognize in this venture the tenacious spirit of independent
filmmaking alive and kicking. Needless to say there is a lot riding on this for
me, both professionally and personally, and I hope I can inspire you into
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556748701863554140noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8128484667083785603.post-15568437246733033882013-02-06T09:00:00.001+10:002013-02-06T09:00:37.865+10:00For Your Height Only on German DVD - with my extras!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>WENG WENG FANS REJOICE! </b>The new German DVD of <span style="color: red;"><b>For Your Height Only </b></span>(titled "Agent 003 1/2") just arrived in the post yesterday from its Film Art label, and the bonus features I supplied are all there! I'm extremely happy and proud to announce it's the most definitive DVD release of FYHO anywhere in the world thus far:<br /><br />- Small hardbox with leather improvement - like a small leather-bound book! - limited and numbered to 1000 copies <br /><br />- Picture format: 4:3 (fullscreen), with an alternative version of the main film (1.66:1 anamorphic widescreen)<br /><br />- Sound: German & English language<br /><br />- Featurette: "The Weng Weng Story" (with German subtitles) is actually three episodes of my Schlock Treatment program on Weng Weng, half an hour in total!<br /><br />- On-Disc-Booklet by Andrew Leavold (also as an audio book, spoken by Charles Rettinghaus, the German dubbing actor of Jean-Claude van Damme), both in German<br /><br />- Extensive picture Gallery with rare movie posters and stills<br /><br />- Original English language trailers for "For Your Height Only" and "The Impossible Kid"<br /><br />Discs may be purchased from <a href="http://www.diabolikdvd.com/">www.diabolikdvd.com</a> and Film Art's main distributor <a href="http://www.mediatarget.de/">www.mediatarget.de</a></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556748701863554140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8128484667083785603.post-41388214654923568422013-01-09T13:30:00.000+10:002013-01-09T13:35:01.087+10:00Eye Of The Eagle (1987)<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>1987 - <span style="color: red;">Eye Of The Eagle</span></b><span style="color: red;"> </span>(Premiere Productions/Concorde
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Corman's Concorde Pictures; released in Germany
as "Battlefield Vietnam" and "Jungle Force",
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Rebelle", in Finland as <span style="font-size: small;">"Kotkan Silma" </span>and in Poland
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<i>Screenplay</i> Joseph Zucchero, Nigel Hogge <i>Executive Producer</i> [uncredited] Roger
Corman <i>Cinematography</i> Ricardo Remias <i>Music</i> Marita Manuel <i>Editor</i> Gervacio Santos<i>
Sound Supervisor</i> Rollie Ruta <i>Sound Effects </i>Rudy Cabrales <i>Soundman</i> Do Bulatano
<i>Assistant Soundman</i> Vicente Dona <i>2nd Unit Directors </i>"Joe"/Jose Mari
Avellana, Bobby Santiago <i>Assistant Director</i> Jose Torres <i>Production Coordinator
</i>Anne Roth <i>Production Supervisor </i>Emilio Guatelara <i>Production Manager </i>Aurelio
Navarro <i>Production Designer</i> "Joe"/Jose Mari Avellana <i>Art Director</i>
Ronnie Cruz <i>Special Effects</i> Gapo Marbella <i>Stunt Coordinator</i> Fred Esplana
<i>Assistant Stunt Coordinators </i>Ronald Asinas, Day Guerrero <i>Makeup </i>Teresa
Mercarder <i>Makeup Assistant </i>Edna Veleriano <i>Wardrobe Mistress</i> Elvie Santos <i>War<span style="font-size: small;">drobe Assistants</span></i> Gloria Garcia, Remia Mendoza<i> Set Dressers </i>Boyet Camaya,
Jerson Arrididon, Max Paglinawan <i>2nd Unit Cameraman </i>Ben Lobo <i>Assistant
Cameramen </i>Rene Pancheco, Ricardo Dumigpi <i>Casting Director</i> Enrique Reyes [IMDB
lists Al Guarino, not in credits] <i>Assistant Casting Director</i> Henry Strzalkowski
<i>Assistant Production Manager</i> Honorato Perez Jr <i>Continuity Supervisor </i>Chining
Sagarbarria <i>Production Assistant </i>Albert Macapagal <i>Production Nurse </i>Vicky
Banzuela <i>Transportation Captain </i>Geronimo Holandez <i>Legman</i> Caloy Luna <i>Assistant
Editor </i>Danny Pantua <i>Production Accountant </i>Armando Lacsamana <i>Purchaser</i> Ricky
Tolentino <i>Comptroller </i>Dulce del Pilar <i>Auditor</i> Octavio Mabilangan <i>Production
Secretary</i> Rachel Bernardo <i>Stills</i> Nilo Odiaman </span></span><br />
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Patrick (Johnny Ransom), Ed Crick (Sgt. Bo Rattner), William Steis (Capt.
Carter), Cec Verrell (Chris Chandler), Rey Malonzo (Cpl. Willy Leung), Mike
Monty (Col. Stark), Vic Diaz (Colonel Trang), Henry Strzalkowski (Cpl. Weasel
Watkins), Willie Williams (Gimme Five), Nick Nicholson (Pfc. Crazy Dog), David
Light (Sgt. Maddox), Mel Davidson (Cpl. Beller), Jim Moss (Sgt. Warden), Tony
Beso (Lol Pot), Jerry Hart (Doctor), "Dave"/David Anderson (Special
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prevailing wind from rampaging Vietnam War vets and missing POWs to actual
combat, and Cirio Santiago, like the proverbial bamboo reed, bent with it. EYE
OF THE EAGLE (1987) is the first in a substantial barrage of Vietnam War films
from Cirio and company, a breathtaking, rapid-fire montage of explosions and
head-shots which, luckily, leaves little breathing space for character
development and pointless exposition. Brett Clark, a bulky blow-waved Corman
and Andy Sidaris regular, plays Rich Stratton, leader of the crack three-man
Eagle Team alongside sixgun-toting Johnny Ransom (T2's Robert Patrick, in one
of four Cirio appearances) and Willy Leung (the Pinoy Bruce Lee and Search For
Vengeance star/director Rey Malonzo). Firey war reporter Chris Chandler (Silk's
Cec Verrell) brings news of a Lost Command of renegade American soldiers
looting and killing US troops behind enemy lines to Eagle Team's commanding
officer Colonel Stark (Mike Monty), but is told by intelligence officer Captain
Carter (William Steis) to dismiss it as dangerous rumour. Carter, meanwhile, is
knee-deep in dirty dealings with the Lost Command's leader Bo Rattner (Ed
Crick, one of the rapists from Naked Vengeance), and once the ragtag group kill
Leung during a payroll hijack and take Johnny Boy prisoner, Stratton flies into
a solo rage and firebombs their hideout - actually the World War 2 ruins of
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Space crew are well represented in Rattner's band of losers: Nick Nicholson,
his hyena laugh pitch-perfect, is Crazy Dog, Henry Strzalkowski's character is
appropriately named Weasel, and Willie Williams is "Gimme Five".
Portly Vic Diaz briefly appears as a Vietnamese Colonel before he's shot in the
skull, and David Light and Jim Moss, Cirio's dependable White Goons, make up
Eagle's rival Condor Team. If it looks and sounds familiar by now, it's not
surprising, as the screenplay by Cirio stalwarts Joseph Zucchero and Nigel
Hogge plays its tripartite power struggle - Americans, the NVA and Rattner's
Lost Command - like its iconic post-apocalypse counterparts. Montagnards with
bows and arrows look suspiciously like Wheels Of Fire et al's mountain tribe,
Robert Patrick's rebel hat is identical to the one he wore in Equalizer 2000,
and even the Philippines' stand-in wastelands for Vietnam makes Eye Of The
Eagle, more than Cirio's other 'Namsploitationers, feel like a precursor to the
inevitable Apocalypse. Click here for the trailer:
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of my friends and made some new friends here. This was a good start for Robert
Patrick’s career. We shot this at Valenzuela, Bulacan, which is where most of
Cirio’s family lived. The mother’s side owns a tannery there as well. But we
had set up a base camp near the church on the same street where his cousins
lived. It was cool and we had a place to relax at Ricky Tolentino’s house. They
let us use a small hut in their backyard to relax in. The other time, we spent
time at Corregidor Tanay and Mt. Makiling, Los Banos where we found a giant
poop at the base of a Banyan tree that quickly became the set controversy for
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visible to the set, Henry said, “Holy Shit Pare, look at that!” and he was
pointing at a fresh pile a poop that was fucking huge! I would guess that the
diameter was at least 3″ and it must have been no less than 3 feet long kind of
coiled up. You wouldn’t think it was possible for a human to take a dump like
that, but there it was complete with a couple of pieces of tissue that were
used to wipe this super humans butt! It was times like this that I kick myself
for not bringing a camera with me to capture this oddity. Throughout the day
various people went over to that tree to look at that magnificent piece of shit
and speculation ran wild with, “Who did it!?!” A lot of people pegged Gloria
from wardrobe as the culprit, others claimed it could only have come from her
brother Lino who was gay, and made our coffee. Nobody ever claimed it, but, it
was talked about for years! It ell you, it was fucking scary!!!</span></span></div>
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Patrick’s career took off! Brett Clark was supposed to be the lead but he ended
up wimping out. There was a minor stunt where he was supposed to jump from the
roof of a 3 storey building into some boxes below. He chickened out and we told
Robert to tell Cirio that he could do it. Well he did, and he got the stunt and
the film suddenly focused on him. We were quite happy about that! Robert was a
good guy and real fun to work with. He was thus inducted into the “Pigs in
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load up on chocolate milk and Keso Puti which was a kind of fresh mozzarella
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explosions and gunfire. We did all of this and in between we smoked weed and
did some exploring. We weren’t too far from the boiling mud spring as Mt
Makiling is a volcano. Hence, Los Banos means “the baths” there is a lot of
geothermal activity in the area and I still believe that this sucker will pop
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footwear manufacture and BASECO which is the Bataan Shipyard. We stayed at the
Hilltop Hotel which was a pleasant place to stay. Food in the restaurant was
edible. Me, Henry and Steve cracked up one night while we were there. Brett
demanded that food served to him by our caterer should be steamed. No fried
foods at all as he was on a strict diet. Holy Jebus! One night we walk into the
restaurant and who do we see? Brett! And.. what was he eating? A whole fried
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was a nice ride over to the island. Once on the island we would get situated,
find the coffee, and adjust our attitudes. The rest of the day was filled with
more running, gunfire and explosions. Cirio loved explosions. The bigger the
fireball the better. We all had survived numerous encounters with these blasts.
Henry has a photo of us going up the stairs of one of the batteries on Corregidor where he and Ed Crick are engulfed by a
fireball. The thing is, before doing a scene, if we see a red flag, we check it
out. We look to see how big is the powder charge, then how much gasoline is
being used, then we guide ourselves accordingly. Unfortunately for Ed Crick, he
didn’t do his homework before the scene. He lost his eyebrows and got 2nd
degree burns on his face. Steve and I were in front of Henry and Ed and we
hauled ass going up the stairs and our heads looking away from the blast. Henry
did the same thing, but Ed was just looking forward. he learned fast and it
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that we were met by our buddy Bill Steis. He and the other Hollywooders had
already been shooting a couple of days. Henry, Bill and I quickly started to
explore the area. We crawled in between the magazine walls, up and down the gun
batteries. We were all over the place! No matter where you went there were
spent bullet casings all over the place. We took a piss at the entry of one of
the gun batteries and uncovered a pile of .30 cal machinegun casings. I Can only
imagine what it was like when the US Army retook Corregidor
from the Japanese. There were bomb craters within bomb craters. The US Army Air
Corps pounded the shit out of the island before dropping paratroops. There
wasn't a living tree or bush left on the island. later the island was seeded
with Ipil Ipil seeds. After that it was Ipil Ipil Trees, Birds and cobras. It
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director Cirio H. Santiago's full-on 80's Vietnam War action flicks, finds Sgt.
Rick Stratton (Brett Clark; ALIEN WARRIOR - 1985), Cpl. Johnny Ransom (Robert
Patrick, wearing the same rebel cap he did in Santiago's EQUALIZER 2000 - 1986)
and Cpl. Willy Leung (Rey Malonzo; SEARCH FOR VENGEANCE - 1984) saving a squad
of American soldiers who are pinned-down by the enemy in the jungle. Sgt.
Stratton fires his pistol in one hand and an AK-47 in the other, Cpl. Leung
keeps the enemy at bay with his automatic rifle and Cpl. Ransom shoots his Winchester rifle from the
hip. All three of them are crack shots, kill all the VC and lead the American
soldiers to a waiting helicopter. We then witness a group of traitorous
American soldiers, led by Sgt. B.O. Rattner (Ed Crick), invade the headquarters
of Company C, laying waste to all the buildings and killing all the American
soldiers stationed there. Col. Stark (Mike Monty) and Capt. Carter (William
Steis) assign Stratton, Ransom and Leung on a mission to kill enemy Col. Trang
(Vic Diaz) as he is traveling by train through the mountains. The trio sneak
on-board the train, kill Trang and are forced to steal some enemy motorcycles
and drive to safety when, for some reason, Capt. Carter never picks them up by
helicopter. When the trio get back to headquarters, they make sure to voice
their displeasure to Carter and then get into a bar fight with Sgt. Maddox
(David Light) and his men (who were supposed to back them up on the last
mission) when someone calls Leung a "gook". Meanwhile, journalist
Chris Chandler (Cec Verrell; SILK - 1986) has discovered the secret location of
the "Lost Command", a squad of rogue soldiers that are officially
listed as AWOL or MIA, commanded by, you guessed it, Sgt. B.O. Rattner. When Chandler is discovered
taking photos of the secret location, Rattner orders his men to kill her and
get the film. That's not going to be easy, because Chandler's assistant, Lol Pot (Tony Beso), is
also the leader of a local tribe of spear and bow-carrying freedom fighters.
When Chandler
makes it back to her base camp, she manages to get one radio message out before
Rattner and his men appear to destroy the camp. Chandler is saved, but loses her camera and
the film. When Stratton finds out that Rattner is involved, he has Chandler lead him, Ransom
and Leung to the location of the Lost Command. You see, it turns out that
Rattner murdered Stratton's brother years earlier and it's payback time. It
looks like it's going to be a hot time in the old jungle tonight, especially
after it's revealed that Capt. Carter is in cahoots with Rattner. When Rattner
kidnaps and tortures Ransom, Stratton and Chandler
race to the Lost Command headquarters to save him. Will they get there in
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film is nothing but a low-budget PLATOON (1986) rip-off, but it's still damn
entertaining. Director/producer Cirio H. Santiago, working with a script by
frequent Santiago
collaborators Joseph Zucchero and Nigel Hogge, has fashioned a fast-paced,
mindless actioner that's basically a non-stop series of action set-pieces
connected by the barest of plots. Brett Clark is stiff as a piece of one
inch-thick plywood and Robert Patrick, who would appear as the same character
in Santiago's next Nam film, BEHIND ENEMY LINES (1987), only this time as the
lead, mugs for the camera and screams out his lines. Luckily, we don't watch
these films for the acting talent and Santiago
doesn't disappoint when it comes to the carnage. People are shot in the head
(our trio's preferred method of disposing of the enemy), blown-up or riddled
with automatic gunfire and Santiago
also includes a shot of a man on fire, a recurring gag in nearly all his films.
I'm still trying to figure out why Ransom dresses like a Southern rebel from
the Civil War and why he was allowed to bring a Winchester
rifle and a Colt pistol to Vietnam,
but I suppose it's best not to dwell on such matters. Unfortunately, Cec
Verrell keeps her clothes on throughout, but there's a brief shot of a topless
prostitute during the bar fight. If you like war action films, EYE OF THE EAGLE
is a good way to spend 82 minutes. Two unrelated sequels followed, EYE OF THE
EAGLE II: INSIDE THE ENEMY (1988; directed
by Carl Franklin and produced by Santiago) and
EYE OF THE EAGLE 3 (1990; with Santiago
returning to the director's chair). Other Santiago Nam epics include THE
EXPENDABLES (1988), NAM ANGELS (1988), FIELD OF FIRE (1990), BEYOND THE CALL OF
DUTY (1992), KILL ZONE (1992) and FIREHAWK (1992). Also starring Nick
Nicholson, Henry Strzalkowski, Willie Williams, Mel Davidson, Jim Moss and
Jerry Hart. Originally issued on VHS by MGM/UA Home Video and later released on
DVD by Roger Corman's New Horizons Home Video as part of their AMERICAN VALOR
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American base kills dozens of soldiers. In charge of an elite team known as
'Eagle', Sergeant Rich Stratton leads his men on a commando attack on a train
carrying a Viet Cong officer - they kill their target but are abandoned by
their pick-up and forced to trek back to base. Meanwhile a journalist Chris
Chandler manages to get close to an abandoned military base where she discovers
a 'lost command' of American soldiers who have absconded from their units and
hidden in the jungle, carrying out covert attacks on American troops and bases
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Americans and divided a nation over what many saw as a needless war. As a
result the conflict has been treated with earnest sincerity by most American
film makers, examining its brutality and suffering in films from the viewpoint
of the men on the ground in Platoon (1986) to the suffering of the neglected
veterans in Born on the Fourth of July (1989). However in the Phillipines
during the 1980s there was a boom in exploitation film making and a number of
enterprising producers saw the potential for using the country as a double for
Vietnam leading to a slew of action packed war movies throughout the decade.
Attracted by the incredibly cheap production costs of these films, American
exploitation producer Roger Corman provided funding and several American actors
for the first of what would become a trilogy of films.</span></span></div>
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director Cirio H. Santiago's Rambo rip-off The Devastator (1985)), Eye of the
Eagle starts off with a bang, literally - the opening frame of the film shows a
soldier being shot in the head - and it never seems to let up on the action
with well over two-thirds of the film's runtime being dedicated to explosive
gunfighting and action scenes with the plot coming a distant second place. The
storyline that there is, is incredibly simple (with its absconding officer
theme it does seem to be a homeopathically distilled take on Apocalypse Now
(1979)), serving to get our characters into innumerable fights with minimal
exposition. Of course this does leave all sorts of important questions
unanswered, like the actual motives of the 'lost command' (they are making
money from their looting, but what they can do with this in the middle of a
jungle is never stated), however none of this seems to matter particularly as
the storyline speeds on to the next explosion - even what might have been a
token romantic sub-plot is bypassed (although this does deny us the chance for
a gratuitous sex scene). Obviously the pacing never gets time to slacken and
the film builds to an inevitable but suitably dramatic climax.</span></span></div>
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as good as you could expect - the screen is continually filled with explosive
effects and enough gun wielding extras to give the combat scenes a large scale
feel, there is a good selection of American military hardware on show
(including the requesite UH-1 helicopters and M113 troop carriers) and the
Phillipine jungles do make a suitably convincing Vietnam (certainly much more
so than the American rural locations used in many US produced low budget
'namsploitation films). The commando unit conform to all of the usual genre
clichés with completely inplausible uniforms (including a noticable lack of any
supply packs, even when dropped far behind enemy lines) and a habit of
successfully wielding several guns at once. Probably the most inadvertantly
humourous scene is the attack on a train which is built up as a major operation
with commandos boarding at both ends, but turns out to be a tiny narrow gauge
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behind the camera, but adds enough variation to the combat scenes to keep the
film from feeling repetitive - only one of the battle scenes, an attack on a
village, becomes rather confusing with it being hard to tell just who is
fighting whom. Despite the endless gunshots and explosions, gory effects are
surprisingly understated - a few bloody head-shots are the most vivid effects
on display, while some bikini-clad dancers in a nightclub are the closest the
film comes to female skin, probably a reflection of the film's intended
American release market. The soundtrack is a very mixed bag - sometimes
fitting, often rather less so - one combat scene plays out to soft jazz and not
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young Robert Patrick (best known as the T-1000 in Terminator II (1991)) in one
of three films he made for Santiago in the Phillipines in 1986. Filipino
exploitation film veteran Vic Diaz (The Big Bird Cage (1972)) has a very brief
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this will doubtless prove disappointing (if not completely insulting), however
to an audience looking for an all-out low-budget action-fest and prepared to
accept the limitations of the genre, Eye of the Eagle does not disappoint - an
almost non-stop parade of over-the-top gunplay and explosions with just enough
storyline to keep things moving, plus the amusing sight of a pre-fame Robert
Patrick - only the lack of gratutious nudity stops this from being the ultimate
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Italian actionploitation but halfway around the world in the Philippines, a
Filipino director by the name of Cirio H. Santiago was also making a name for
himself in the cheesy low budget world of actionploitation. The one difference
is his films tend not to be nearly as likable or enjoyable as his Italian
counterparts. Eye of the Eagle is no exception.</span></span></div>
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Blood rip-off Final Mission, Eye of the Eagle would mark his first full fledged
Vietnam War film which desperately tries to copy the macho hero successes of
Rambo: First Blood Part II and Missing in Action. Here we get a lame Rambo type
hero in the form of Brett Baxter Clark who seems a rather oddball with his
blond highlighted 80's hairdo despite the film taking place in 1970. He is in
charge of a military assassination group called "Eagle" (catchy code
name isn't it?). After a botched mission our group comes in contact with a
reporter who has proof of an existence of a rebel American military group made
up of MIAs. This rebel group just happens to be headed by the same asshole that
killed Brett's brother in cold blood! Brett and his trusty sidekick (Robert
Patrick, pre T-1000 role!) set out to shoot lots, and lots of bullets.</span></span></div>
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the dictionary definition. No thought goes into this plot what-so-ever and it
seems machine guns are fired through most of it's 90 minute run time.
Everything cliché in an war action film is here, including a typical bar fights
and double crosses. All aspects of this film are just downright poor, from its
writing, to its editing, to its acting. Hell even the sets are so damn cheap
that they almost fall down when Robert Patrick slams a door! You also got to
love that ultra lame model helicopter explosion at the end.</span></span></div>
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during the action sequences. Whenever an explosion goes off, the film has a
very jarring edit before people go flying. The film is filled with these awful
edits! This is the cheap filmmakers way around action sequences as he cuts at
an "opportune" times to switch people out with stunt men. I have
never seen this an action film utilize this technique so much and so badly.</span></span></div>
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Santiago's action outings tend to be not only no-brain but also brain killing.
It has some amusing unintentional laughs but this comes nowhere near the
enjoyment factor of other cheesy Vietnam
flicks produced in Italy and
America.
The Last Hunter... now that's a likable B-grade
Vietnam war
flick. My advice is to check out the work of Margheriti instead. If for some
God forsaken reason you were floored by the awesomeness of Eye of the Eagle...
don't worry, it was followed by two sequels!</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red;">UPDATED 07/01/13</span> </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">- As part of my PhD thesis on the history of genre filmmaking in
the Philippines, I am proposing a list of features filmed in the
Philippines, either by local or foreign companies, for international
release. These include international productions such as Apocalypse Now
and Platoon, Cirio Santiago's co-productions with Roger Corman and
others, European and Asian films using the Philippines as a location,
and local films dubbed into foreign languages for international markets.</span></span></b><br />
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NOTES: This list is far from complete, and is merely a work in
progress. Additions, retractions and suggestions are more than welcome!</b></span></span><br />
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Action Is Not Missing (1987) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL</div>
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The Adventurers (1995) - 90s HONG KONG</div>
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Aibou The Movie 2 (2010) - JAPAN</div>
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*Aladdin and the Adventure of All Time (2000) - CIRIO</div>
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*Alien From The Deep (1989) - MARGHERITI/GICO </div>
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Alfredo Sebastian (1981) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS </div>
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*Ambush Bay (1966) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
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*American Commandos (1986) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
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*American Force 2: The Untouchable Glory (1988) - IFD</div>
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*American Force 3: High Sky Mission (1988) - IFD</div>
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*American Force 4: Soldier Exterminators (1988) - IFD</div>
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*An American Guerrilla In The Philippines
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*American Kickboxer 2 (1993) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL</div>
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*American Ninja (1985) - CANNON FILMS</div>
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*Angelfist (1993) - CIRIO</div>
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*Angel In The Dark (1991) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL </div>
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*Angel of Destruction (1994) - CIRIO</div>
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*Angel On Fire/Matira Ang Matibay (1995) - GODFREY HO/PHILIP
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*Apocalypse Now (1977-79) - 70s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
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*The Arizona
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Armour Of God II: Operation Condor (partly shot in the Philippines, 1991) - 80s HONG
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*Arnis The Sticks Of Death (1979) - KUNG FU</div>
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Assault Platoon (1988) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR EXPORT</div>
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*Atrocities Of The Orient (1948) - EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS</div>
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*Attack And Destroy (1981) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
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*Back Door To Hell (1964) - HELLMAN</div>
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*Back To Bataan (1945) - US PRODUCTIONS 1940s</div>
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*Bamboo Gods And Iron Men (1974) - 70s CIRIO</div>
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*Barracuda: Terror Of The Sea (1984) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
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Bad Blood (1996) - MALAYSIA'S HVD ENTERTAINMENT</div>
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Bayside At Midnight (details unconfirmed) - JAPAN</div>
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*Beach Red (1967) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
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*Beast Of Blood (1970) - ASHLEY/ROMERO</div>
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*Beast Of The Yellow Night (1971) - CORMAN/NEW WORLD</div>
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*Behind Enemy Lines (1997) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
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*Beyond Atlantis (1973) - ROMERO</div>
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*Beyond The Call Of Duty (1992) - CIRIO</div>
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*The Big Bird Cage (1972) - CORMAN/NEW WORLD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Big Doll House (1971) - CORMAN/NEW WORLD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Bionic Boy (1977) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Birds Of Passage (2001) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Blackbelt (1992) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blackbelt II (1993) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Black Cobra 2 (1988) - MARGHERITI JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Black Cobra 3 (1990) - MARGHERITI JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Black Dragon (1974) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Black Dragon (Ron Van Clief, 1974) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blackfire (1985) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Black Mama White Mama (1973) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Black Mamba (1974) - ASHLEY/TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Black Market Love (2008) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Black Panther Of Shaolin/Bamboo Trap (1975) - LEO FONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Blades Of The Sun (2001) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Blasting Bullets (1985) - DAVIAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blind Rage/The System (1976) - LEO FONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood Chase (1989) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood Debts (1984) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Blood Drinkers (1964) - PINOY HORROR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bloodfist (1989) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bloodfist II (1990) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bloodfist 2050 (2005) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood Hands (1990) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood Hero/The Bloody Hero (1973) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Blood Hunt (1981) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Blood Of Bataan (1953) -
EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood Ring (1991) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Blood Ring 2 (1995) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Blood Run (1994) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood Surf (2000) - 2000s EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood Thirst (1965/71) - DUPONT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blood War (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Blowback 2 (1992) - JAPAN </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Body Blow (David de Coteau, 2010)<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>- RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bodyguard (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS/VIKING FILMS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Body Parts/Vital Parts (2001) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Boni En Klayd/Los Intocables De Redford White (1981) - 80s
TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Born On The 4th Of July (1989) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Born To Fight (1989) - MATTEI/FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Born To Gamble (1987) - 80s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Bourne Legacy (2012) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Boy God/Stone Boy (1982) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Boys In Company C (1978) - 70s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Braddock: Missing In Action 3 (1988) - CANNON FILMS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Brides Of Blood (1967) - ASHLEY/ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Brides of Sulu (1937) - EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Brothers (1982) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/AUSTRALIA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Brokedown
Palace (1999) - 90s
INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Brothers In War (1989) - ITALIANS IN THE PHILIPPINES OR SANTO DOMINGO?/FULVIA FILM [DE ANGELIS]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bruce And The Shaolin Bronzemen (1980) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bruce's Fists of Vengeance (1980) - KUNG FU/KINAVESA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bruce The Super Hero (1979) - DICK RANDALL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bruka Queen Of Evil (1975) - JIMMY PASCUAL/ HK FANTASY/HORROR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Buddy 1 (2007) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Bye Bye Vietnam
(1988) - CAMILLO TETI/FULVIA FILM [DE ANGELIS]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Caged Fury (1982) - 80s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Caged Heat II: Stripped Of Freedom (1994) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Calibre .357 (1984) - LILIW INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Cannibals - Legend Or Reality (2008) - PAOLUCCI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cannibal World (2004) - MATTEI PART 2</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*A Case Of Honor (1988) - ROMERO/GINNANE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Caxambu! (1967) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Chain (1996) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Chaku Master (1974) - REY MALONZO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Champion Fighter/The Fighter The Winner/Grease Gun Brothers
(1991?) - IFD </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Chateau de Roses (2005) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Checkered Flag Or Crash! (1977) - AMERICAN MISC PART 2</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Children Of An Lac (1980 TV Movie) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*China
And Sex (1993) - MASSACESSI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Chinese Kamasutra (1993) - MASSACESSI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Circle Of Fear (1989) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/CLARK
HENDERSON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Classified Operation (1983) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Closer To Home (1995) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Clouds/Alapaap (1984) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Cobrador (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cobra Mission
(1986) - DE ANGELIS/DIETRICH</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cobra Mission 2 (1989) -
ITALIANS IN THE PHILIPPINES
OR SANTO DOMINGO?/FULVIA
FILM [DE ANGELIS]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Code Name K-9/Kill (1980s) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Codename: Wildgeese (1984) - MARGHERITI/DIETRICH</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Combat Killers (1968) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Commander (1987) - MARGHERITI/ASCOT [DIETRICH]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Commander Lawin (1986) - DAVIAN/SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Commando Invasion (1986) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Commando Leopard (1985) - MARGHERITI/DIETRICH</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cop Game (1988) - MATTEI/FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cosa Nostra Asia (1973) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Counterthrust! (1959) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cover Girl Models (1975) - CORMAN/CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Crackdown (1987) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/JOHN
GARWOOD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Crazy Bunch/Hepe (1980) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Crime Stopper (1990) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Crossbone
Territory (1985) - 80s
FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR EXPORT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cross Mission
(1988) - ALFONSO BRESCIA/AM TRADING INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cruel Horizon (1989) - BELGIUM</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Cruel Stone/Yûsha No Hihô (2005) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Cry Freedom (1959) - EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Cry Of Battle
(1963) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Curse/Cannibal Curse (1987) - 80s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Curse Of The Vampires (1966) - PINOY HORROR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Dance Of The Dwarfs (1983) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*A Dangerous Life (1988) - 80s AUSTRALIAN PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dangerous Passion (1998) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Dark Side of a Woman (2005) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dark Tide (1994) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Daughters Of Satan (1972) - SCHENCK</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Day Of The Trumpet/Cavalry Command (1957) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Days Of Being Wild (partly shot in the Philippines, 1990) - HONG
KONG 90s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Day They Robbed America/The Sangley Point Robbery
(1985) - DAVIAN/SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Deadly Commando/Suicide Force (1982) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Deadly Target (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS/VIKING FILMS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Deadly Target /Walang Kasukat Sa Tapang (1994) - GODFREY
HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dead Men Can't Dance (1997) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Death Bond (1989) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Deadringer (1985) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Deathfight/Rage (1992) - SELLERS/MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Death Force/Fighting Mad (1978) - 70s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Deathhhead Virgin (1974) - AMERICAN MISC</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Death Match (details unconfirmed) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Death Raiders (1984) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Delta Force 2: The Colombian Connection (1990) - CANNON
FILMS </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Demon Of Paradise (1987) -
CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Demonstone (1989) - GINNANE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Desert Warrior (1988) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Desperate Hours (1997) - MALAYSIA'S HVD ENTERTAINMENT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Destroyers (1985) - 80s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Devil's Angels/Devil's Three/Pay Or Die (1981) - BOBBY A.
SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Devil Woman (1974) - JIMMY PASCUAL/ HK FANTASY/HORROR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Dirty Games - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*DNA (1997) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Dog Tags (1985) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Don't Cry, It's Only Thunder (1982) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Doomsdayer (2000) - SELLERS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Double Blast (1994) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Double Dragon (1994) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Double Edge (1986) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Double Target (1987) - MATTEI/FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Dragons Never Die (1974) - JIMMY PASCUAL/KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Dragon, The Lizard, The Boxer (1977) - RAMON ZAMORA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Driving Force (1988) - GINNANE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Drug Connection (shot in Japan,
USA and the Philippines,
1992) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Dune Warriors (1991) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*D'Wild Wild Weng (1982) - LILIW INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Dynamite Johnson (1978) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Darna (1950) - EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Eagle Of The Jungle (1987?) - SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Eastern Condors (1987) - 80s HONG KONG
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ebony Ivory And Jade (1976) - 70s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Emanuelle in Manila
(details unconfirmed) - JAPAN </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Emergency Call/Kinkyû Yobidashi (1995) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Enemy/Fatal Mission
(1990) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/GEORGE ROWE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Enforcer From Death Row (1975) - LEO FONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Enter The Ninja (1982) - CANNON FILMS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Equalizer 2000 (1987) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Escape From Blood Plantation/Island Of The Bloody Plantation (1983) -
DIETRICH</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Escape To Mindanao (1968) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Escape To Nowhere/Battle
Geese (1990) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Eternal Fist/Fist Of Steel (1991) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ethan (1964) - DUPONT/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Evidence (1974) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Expendables (1988) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Eye of the Eagle (1987) - CIRIO </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Eye of the Eagle 2: Inside the Enemy (1989) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Fantastic Sword (1976) - HK FANTASY/HORROR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fast Gun (1993) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fatal Chase (1993) - GODFREY HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Fatal Desire (1998) - CONFIRM!! 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fatal Vacation (1989) - 80s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Field Of Fire (1991) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Fighter/The Kickfighter (1987) - MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fight For Us/Orapronobis (1989) - TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Fighting Dragon/Challenge The Dragon/Challenge Me
Dragon (w/Yusuka Kurata, 1975) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fighting Spirit (1992) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Final Mission
(1984) - 80s CIRIO/MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Final Reprisal (1988) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR
EXPORT/SOLAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Firebird Conspiracy (1983-85) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fireback (1983) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Firecracker/Naked Fist (1981) - 80s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Firehawk (1993) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Firing Line (1991) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fist Of Glory (1992) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Five And The Skin (1982) - FRANCE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Flight To Fury (1964) - HELLMAN </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fly Me (1973) - CORMAN/CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Forbidden Women (1948) - EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Force Of Shaolin Boxer (1980) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Forever Emmanuelle/Laure (1976) - FRANCE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Forgotten Warrior (1986) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS/RON MARCHINI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fortress In The Sun (1975) - TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fortress Of The Dead (1965) - MONTGOMERY/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Fortunes Of War (1994) - SELLERS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*For Y'ur Height Only (1981) - LILIW INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*From Hell To Borneo (1964)
- MONTGOMERY/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Full Speed Run (1988) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Future Hunters (1986) - 80s CIRIO/MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Game Of Death! (1974) - RAMON ZAMORA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Genghis Khan (1950) - EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Get My Son: Dead Or Alive (1982) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Get The Terrorists (1987) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Going Back (2001) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Golden Chaku/Bruce And The Golden Chaku (1977) - RAMON
ZAMORA/REY MALONZO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Golden Nightmare (1998) - 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Golden Triangle (1975) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Goodbye America
(1997) - SELLERS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Green Eyes (1977 TV Movie) - 70s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Guardian Angel (1994) - GODFREY HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Guerrillas In Pink Lace (1964) - MONTGOMERY/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Guys From Paradise
(2000) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hamburger Hill (1987) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hard To Kill (1993) - GODFREY HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Headhunters (1973) - TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Heated Vengeance (1985) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS/EDWARD D. MURPHY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Heatseeker (1995) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/ALBERT
PYUN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hell Camp (1986) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hell Hole/Women Of Hell Island/Escape From Hell
Hole/Guardian Angels (1981) - 80s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Hell Raiders (1986) - GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Heroes Blood/The 13th Mission
(1988) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR EXPORT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Heroes For Hire (1984) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*High Velocity (1976) - AMERICAN MISC PART 2</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
High Voltage (1995) - 90s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hill 171 (1987) - DAVIAN/SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hitman The Cobra/Kumander Sumulong: 1940-1970 (1986) - IFD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Honey I Love You (details unconfirmed) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Hong Kong, Manila,
Singapore
(1965) - SHAW BROTHERS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hong Kong 97 (1997) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/ALBERT
PYUN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Horror Of The Blood Monsters (w/50s caveman footage from
the Philippines,
1970) - AL ADAMSON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hostage Syndrome (1988) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Hot Box/Hell Cats (1972) - CORMAN/NEW WORLD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The House Of Pleasure (1993) - MASSACESSI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Huk! (1958) - MONTGOMERY/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Hunted (1970) - NEPOMUCENO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Hunted (1989) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Hunted Hunter (1997) - 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hunter's Crossing (1983) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hunters Of The Golden Cobra (1982) - MARGHERITI/GICO/REGAL?
FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]?</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Hunt For Eagle One (2006) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Hunt For Eagle One: Crash Point (2006) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Hustler Squad (1976) - 70s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I Am Blushing (1981) - SWEDEN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I Come With The Rain (partly shot in the Philippines, 2008) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Igorota (1968) - NEPOMUCENO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Impasse (1969) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Impetus Fire (1988) - 80s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Impossible Kid (1982) - LILIW INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Indio
(1988) - MARGHERITI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Indio
2: The Revolt (1990) - MARGHERITI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Intrusion Cambodia
(1983) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Invaders Of The Lost Gold/Greed/Horror Safari (1981) - DICK
RANDALL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*I Racconti Della Camera Rossa (1993) - MASSACESSI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Island of the Living Dead
(2006) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Jailbreak 1958 - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Jail: The Women's Hell (2006) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Jiboa (1989)</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Johnny Rambo Tango (1985) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Joy And Joan (1985) - FRANCE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Jungle Raiders (1985) - MARGHERITI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Jungle Rats (1987) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR EXPORT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Jungle Wolf (1986) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/RON
MARCHINI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Just A Damned Soldier (1988) - FERDINANDO BALDI/REGAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Kamikaze (2006) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Karate Warrior (1987) - FABRIZIO DE ANGELIS/FULVIA FILM [DE
ANGELIS]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Karate Warrior 2 (1988) - FABRIZIO DE ANGELIS/FULVIA FILM
[DE ANGELIS]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Kid And The Gunfighter/The Gunfighter (1983) - 80s
TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Kieu (2006) - VIETNAM</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Kike Wadatsuminokoe (1994) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Killer Instinct (1987) - CIRIO/GINNANE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Killer vs Ninjas (1984) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Killing Of Satan (1983) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Kill Zone (1993) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Kiss The Sky (1998) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Knock Off (1998) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Kris Commando (1987) - SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Labyrinth Of Love (1993) - MASSACESSI </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Land
Of Death (2003) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Land
Of Scarecrows (2008) -
SOUTH KOREA/FRANCE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Last American Soldier/The Commander (1988) - IGNAZIO
DOLCE/REGAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Last Dance Of August 15th (2005) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Last Flight To Hell (1990) - IGNAZIO DOLCE/GICO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Last Hunter (1980) - MARGHERITI/FLORA FILM
[COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Last Platoon/Angel Hill (1988) - IGNAZIO DOLCE/GICO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Last Stand at Lang Mei/Eye Of The Eagle 3 (1989) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Leathernecks (1988) - IGNAZIO DOLCE/GICO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Legacy (1998) - SELLERS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Leopard Hunting (1998) - 90s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Lethal Hunt/Partida (1985) - CINE SUERTE/DAVIAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Lethal Panther/Deadly China Dolls (1991) - GODFREY
HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Lethal Panther 2/Magkasangga Sa Batas (1993) - GODFREY
HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Live By The Fist (1993) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Longest Hundred Miles (1967) - US PRODUCTIONS
1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Losers (1970) - GARFIELD/SMITH</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lost Battalion (1960) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lost Command (1988) - CINE SUERTE/DAVIAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Love In Ambush (1997) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/AUSTRALIA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mad Doctor Of Blood
Island (1969) -
ASHLEY/ROMERO </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mad Dog (1984) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mad Killer (1985) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Madonna And The Dragon (1989) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mad Warrior/Clash Of The Warlords (1984) - 80s TAGALOG
EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Magic Curse (1977) - HK FANTASY/HORROR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Magic Of The Universe (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Magindanao (1982) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Maharlika (1970) - MARCOS/NEPOMUCENO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Manila
(2000) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Manila,
Open City (1968) - NEPOMUCENO/ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mannigan's Force (1988) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR
EXPORT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Man On The Run/The Kidnappers (1958) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mantis Boxer (1979?) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Marco Polo - Oriental Sex Journey (2003/05) - MASSACESSI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Marianna (1982) - 80s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Master Samurai (1974) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*McBain (1991) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Merrill's Marauders (1962) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Midnight Angels (1997) - CONFIRM!! 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Missing In Action (1984) - CANNON FILMS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mission Batangas (1968) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mission Manila
(1987) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Mission
Terminate/Return Of The Kickfighter (1987) - MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Moro Witch Doctor (1964) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Movie In Action (1987) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Murder In The Orient/Manila Gold (1974) - LEO FONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Murder On The Menu (1998) - MALAYSIA'S HVD ENTERTAINMENT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Muthers (1976) - 70s CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Mutiny In The South Seas (1965) - WEST GERMANY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*My Lai Four (2011) -
PAOLUCCI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Naked In The Dark/Hubo Sa Dilim (1985) - 80s TAGALOG
EXPORTS </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Naked Vengeance (1985) - 80s CIRIO/MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Nam
Angels (1989) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Narco Dollar (1988) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Night Games (1982) - ROGER VADIM</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Nightmare Honeymoon (1997) - MALAYSIA'S HVD ENTERTAINMENT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Night Of The Cobra Woman (1972) - CORMAN/NEW WORLD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Nine Deaths Of The Ninja (1985) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ninja Kids: Phantom Force (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ninja's Force (1984) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Ninja Squad/Hatulan Si…Totoy Angustia (1986) - IFD </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ninja Ultimate Challenge/Twin Fists For The Blackmasters<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>(1986) - IFD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ninja Warriors (1985) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ninja, Warriors From Beyond/Maestro Bandido (1986) - IFD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*No Blood No Surrender (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*No Dead Heroes (1987) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR EXPORT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*No Man Is An Island (1962) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
No Place
To Hide (1955) - US
PRODUCTIONS 1950s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Noriega: God's Favorite (2000) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Not Another Mistake (1988) - MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Obsessed (1988) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
An Officer And A Gentleman (1982) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Omegans (1968) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Once Before I Die (1965) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The One-Armed Executioner (1983) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*One Man Army (1994) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
One Percent Full (2007) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Operation: Get Victor Corpus The Rebel Soldier (1987)
DAVIAN/SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Orient Escape (2005) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Outlaw Inferno (1981) ) - CINE SUERTE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Over My Dead Body (1983) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Pacific Connection/Stick Fighter (1974) - NEPOMUCENO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Pacific Inferno (1979) - AMERICAN MISC PART 2</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Passage To Hell (1988?) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Passionate Strangers (1966) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Perfect Duo (unconfirmed) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Phantom Raiders (1988) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Phantom Soldiers (1987) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR
EXPORT/REGAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Platoon (1986) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Platoon The Warriors/Diegong Bayong (1987) - IFD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Pleasure
Island (1981) - DICK
RANDALL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Portofino: The Philippines
(2009) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Power Connection/Tapang Sa Tapang (1995) - GODFREY
HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*POW The Escape/Behind Enemy Lines (1986) - CANNON FILMS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Primary Target (1988) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS/CORMAN/CLARK HENDERSON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Project: Kill (1975) - AMERICAN MISC PART 2</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Purple Hearts (1984) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Purple Storm (partly shot, 1999) - 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Rage Of Justice (1987) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Raging Angels (unconfirmed, 1998) - CONFIRM!! 90s HONG KONG </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Raging Anger (1987) - SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raging Vendetta - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raider Platoon (1988) - DAVIAN/SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Raiders For Victory (1982) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raiders Of Atlantis/Atlantis Interceptors (1983) - DEODATO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raiders Of Leyte Gulf
(1962) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raiders Of The Paradise
(1980) - DAVIAN/SUNNY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raiders Of The Sun (1992) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Ravagers (1965) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raw Force (1982) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/EDWARD D.
MURPHY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Raw Target (1995) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Rebel Soldier (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Red Roses For A Call Girl/Manila Tattoo/True Confessions Of
Diana (1986) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Rescue Team (1983) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Resort Murders (1998) - MALAYSIA'S HVD ENTERTAINMENT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Return From The River Kwai (1989) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Return Of Bruce (1977) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Return Of The Dragon (1974) - RAMON ZAMORA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Revenge For Justice (1985) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Revenge Of The Bushido Blade/The Last Reunion
(1978) - LEO FONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Revenge Of The Lady Lighter (1973) - KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Revenge Of The Stolen Stars (1985) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Ride The Tiger (1970) - MONTGOMERY/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Robowar (1989) - MATTEI/FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Robo Warriors (1997) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Rocky Tan-Go IV (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sabotage/Sabotage 2 (1979) - LILIW INTERNATIONAL</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Saigon Baby (1995) - 90s
INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Saigon Commandos (1987) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS/CORMAN/CLARK HENDERSON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Samar (1962) -
MONTGOMERY/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sanda Wong (1955) - EARLY FILIPINO EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Sando In The Diplomat's Daughter (1988) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Savage! (1973) - CORMAN/CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Savage In The Orient (1983) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Savage Justice (1988) - ROMERO JR/GINNANE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Savage Sisters (1974) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Scavengers (1959) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Score (1995) - JAPAN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Sea Devils (1998) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Searchers Of The Voodoo
Mountain (1984) - BOBBY
A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Search For Vengeance (1983) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Secret Of King Mahi's Island
(1989) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR EXPORT/SOLAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Secret Of The Incas' Empire (1987) ) - CINE SUERTE/ITALIANS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Secret Of The Sacred Forest (1970) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Secrets of Women (2005) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Secrets of Women 2 (2005) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*SFX Retaliator (1987) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sgt Clarin: A Bullet For Your Head (1990) - 90s TAGALOG
EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Shadow Of The Dragon (1973) - RAMON ZAMORA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Shaolin Master (1976) - REY MALONZO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Shocking Asia (1976) - WEST GERMANY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Shocking Asia II: The Last Taboos (1985) - WEST GERMANY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*A Shudder on the Skin (2005) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Siege Of Firebase Gloria (1989) - GINNANE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Silip/Daughters Of Eve (1985) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Silk (1986)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>- 80s
CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Silk 2 (1989) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Silver Dragon Ninja [uses HK film Trap, shot in the Philippines]
(1986) - IFD </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Sisterhood (1988) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Slash (1984) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Sleeping Dragon (1975) - JIMMY PASCUAL/KUNG FU</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sloane (1984) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Soldier Boyz (1996) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Soldyer! (1986) - 80s TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*South Seas Massacre (1974)
- TAGALOG EXPORTS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sparrow Unit: The Termination Squad (1987) - CINE
SUERTE/DAVIAN </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Spitfire (partly shot in Rome,
HK and the Philippines,
1995) - 90s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS/ALBERT PYUN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Spyder (1988) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Steel Claw (1960) - MONTGOMERY/GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Story Of The Dolls/The Dolls (1984) - GERMANY</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Story Of Woo Viet/God Of Killers (1981) - 80s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Stranglehold (1994) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Strike Commando (1987) - MATTEI/FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Strike Commando 2 (1988) - MATTEI/FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Stryker (1983) - 80s CIRIO/MAHARAJ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sudden Death (1975) - ROMERO </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sudden Thunder (1990) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Superbeast (1972) - SCHENCK/GARFIELD</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Supercock (1975) - ROSS HAGEN</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Surabaya Conspiracy
(1969) - US
PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Surrender - Hell! (1959) 50s AMERICAN PRODUCTIONS/DE LEON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Suspect (Ringo Lam, 1998) - 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Sweet Revenge (1987) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Tarzan And The Brown Prince (1972) - EARLY CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*A Taste Of Hell (1973) - GARFIELD/SMITH</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tazza: The High Rollers (2006) - SOUTH KOREA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Techno Warriors (1998) - GODFREY HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Techno Warriors 2: Lethal Combat/Digital Warriors (1999) -
GODFREY HO/PHILIP KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Teppanyaki (1984) - 80s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Terminal Virus (1995) - CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Terror In Paradise (1995)
- CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Terror Is A Man/Blood Creature (1959) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*They Call Her Cleopatra Wong (1978) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*They Call Him Bruce Lee (1979) - KUNG FU/KINAVESA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*They Call Him Chop Suey (1975) - BOBBY A. SUAREZ</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Third Hand/Judgment Night (1987) - GROFE JR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Thirsty Dead (1974) - AMERICAN MISC</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Thirteen Days (2000) - RECENT INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Three Lustketeers (1998) - 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Tiger Force/Kill The Tiger (1975) - KUNG FU/KINAVESA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Tiger Joe (1981) - MARGHERITI/FLORA FILM [COUYOUMDJIAN]</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Tigershark (1987) - 80s INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*A Time For Dying/Pipo (1970) - NEPOMUCENO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*TNT Jackson
(1974) - CORMAN/CIRIO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Tomb (2006) - MATTEI</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Too Hot To Handle (1977) - AMERICAN MISC PART 2</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Too Late The Hero (1970) - US PRODUCTIONS 1960s</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Top Mission/Diablo Force (1988) - FILMARK</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Tornado/Last Blood (1983) - MARGHERITI/GICO? FLORA FILM
[COUYOUMDJIAN]?</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tough Cop (1987) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Tough Beauty And The Sloppy Slop (1995) - 90s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Trap/Cop Killer (1982) - 80s HONG KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Treasure Of The Moon Goddess (1987) - 80s INTERNATIONAL
PRODUCTIONS</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Trident Force (1988) - 80s FILIPINO PRODUCTIONS FOR EXPORT</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Trigon Fire (1989) - KINAVESA/SILVER STAR</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Triple Impact (1992) - DAVIAN INTERNATIONAL </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Tropical Manila (2008) - SOUTH KOREA</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Troublesome Night 4 (1998) - 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*The Twilight People (1973) - ROMERO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ultimate Revenge (1995) - 90s HONG
KONG</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ultimax Force (1986) - CINEX/BOY PUZON</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
*Ultracop 2000/Magkasangga 2000 (1993) - GODFREY HO/PHILIP
KO</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>1959 - <span style="color: red;">Cry Freedom</span> </b>(Banaue Pictures)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">[<span style="font-size: small;">Philippines' r</span>elease date 1st July 1959; distributed theatrically in the
US in 1961 by Parallel Film Distributors Inc, released in Belgium as "Le
Cri De La Liberte/De Kreet Der Vrijheid"]</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Director</i> Lamberto V. Avellana <i>Writer</i> Rolf Bayer Based on the
novel "The Crucible" by Yay Marking <i>Producer </i>Edith Pérez de Tagle <i>Cinematography</i>
Mike Accion <i>Music</i> Restie Umali <i>Editor </i>Fely Crisostomo<i> Sound </i>Flaviano Villareal </span></span></div>
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Reyes (Cabalhim), Jack Forster (Sid), Joseph de Cordova, Alfonso Carvajal,
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">[Hong Kong production partly filmed in the Philippines, also
released as "Challenge Me Dragon", re-released theatrically in the US
in 1982 as "Fighting Dragon vs The Deadly Tiger"; also released in
France as "Le Dragon Rouge Contre Les Griffes De La Mort", in Germany
as Die Todesfaust der Killerkralle", in Denmark as "Dragens Blodige
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">NOTE: Sometimes confused with Call Me Dragon (dir. Ng
See-Yuen, 1974), also starring Bruce Liang/Leung Siu-Lung and Yasuaki Kurata.</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Director </i>Peng Chien [sometimes listed as Pang Him]
<i>Screenplay</i> Wu Shih [HKMDB instead lists Ng Sek] <i>Producer</i> Hsiao Yin-Fang
[sometimes listed as C.F. Hsiao] <i>Executive Producer</i> Chang Hung [HKMDB lists him
instead as Production Manager] <i>Cinematography</i> Liang Hsi-Ming [also listed as
Leung Hey-Ming] <i>Music</i> Frankie "Chen"/Chan Fan-Kei [sometimes listed
as Yung-Yu Chen] <i>Editor</i> Cheng Keung [sometimes listed as Kuang Cheng] <i>Assistant
Director</i> Yue Man-Wa [sometimes listed as Wen-Hua Yue] <i>Sound Recordist </i>Chang Hua
<i>Costume Designer </i>Koo Che [sometimes listed as Che Ku] <i>Lighting</i> Fung Man-King
[sometimes listed as Wen-Ching Fung] <i>Makeup </i>S. S. Tang Sheung-Sam [sometimes
listed as Shang-Hsin Teng]</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Cast </i>Bruce "Liang"/Leung Siu-Lung (Interpol Agent
Leung Kin Sun), Yasuaki Kurata (Lung Yen Fei), Lee Ka-Ting (Red Scorpion), Bolo
Yeung Sze (Red Faced Tiger), Chan Lau<span>
</span>(Purple Snake), Ma Chien-Tang, Chu Gam, Lam Hak-Ming (Thug), Tony Leung
Siu-Hung (Taxi Driver/extra), Lee Fat-Yuen (extra), Ng Ka-Wai, Kam Ching-Yan,
Yau Mei-Chi, Chow Sau-Kuen, Cheung Ang, Lau Tat-Chi, Tamagawa Isao, Mitani
Noboru, Fukawa Fusayo, Yoshida Noboru <span> </span></span></span></div>
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As he exits the airport, a undercover Interpol agent is intercepting a
kidnapping attempt by the "Black Panther" gang. Gang leader "Red
Faced Tiger" manages to kidnap a woman named Ms. Lin to be held for
ransom. Now, Leung seeks to save the woman and find his master's killer. This
will lead him down a dark and violent road out of Hong Kong to Japan and the Philippines, as he battles waves of
formidable gang members such as "Purple Snake", "Red
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review from the <a href="http://www.hkmdb.com/db/movies/reviews.mhtml?id=9221&display_set=eng">Hong KongMovie Database</a>:</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">This flick could’ve been much better. The flick was doing
good until Bolo dies. Bolo plays an unlit Marlboro chomping, Hawaiian shirt
wearin’ thug named the Red Faced Tiger. What a sight! The flick reminds me of a
modern day Fists of Fury. Lung Yen Fei (Yusuaki Kurata) returns from Japan in a
white suit (like Bruce) to find out the cause of his Sifu’s death. Like Master
Fok Yuen Gap in Fists of Fury, the death of Lung Yen Fei’s Sifu is hard to
fathom as he was healthy and his gung fu was fantastic. After some snooping
around, not to mention being at the right place at the right time, Lung Yen Fei
finds out that that the Black Leopard criminal society is the cause behind his
Sifu’s death. An Interpol agent, Leung Kin Sun (Bruce Liang) is also
investigating the Black Leopard gang’s activities and at times manages to lend
the Fighting Dragon a helping hand. For the most part, Bruce Liang’s
appearances are temporary and do nothing to bring the flick to another level of
entertainment. Forget about this flick. Watch up to Bolo’s last hurrah and then
turn off your TV. Below average<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>fare.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>1967 - <span style="color: red;">Caxambu! </span></b>(W. Lee Wilder Productions) </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">[American production shot in the Philippines, perhaps a TV movie for
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Director/Producer</i> W. Lee Wilder <i>Screenplay</i> Waldon Wheeland <i>Cinematography
</i>Herbert V. Theis <i>Music</i> Albert Elms <i>Editor </i>Ronald Pope <i>Sound Recordist</i> Levy Principe <i>Assistant Director </i>Francisco McLane <i>Production
Manager</i> Vicente Nayve <i>Continuity </i>Mary Abelardo <i>Set Operation </i>Francisco
Balangue, Constancio Garcia <i>Property Master </i>Eduardo Urbano <i>Wardrobe </i>Vicente
Cabrera <i>Makeup</i> Lili Juaquino <i>Hair Stylist</i> Cecilia Abelardo</span></span></div>
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Keith Larsen (Emil Garrat), Gordon Blackmon (Simon), Lucien Pan (Jose), Ben
Perez (Rudy), Joseph de Cordova (Missionary I), Isidoro Rueda (Missionary II), Irene
Brown (Cherry Blossom), Joaquin Fajardo (Witch Doctor) </span></span></div>
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certainly do a lot worse than watching "Caxambu!". While the story is
a bit familiar and the budget apparently rather low, it worked well enough that
after it was over, I was glad I'd seen it--even with its shortcomings.</span></span></div>
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diamonds in South America. They take a diamond
cutter and his wife hostage and steal a plane in order to escape. However, the
plane crashes and the group is stranded in the middle of a VERY hostile
wilderness. The main problem are the local natives--who pick off several in the
group, one-by-one. The other problem is greed, and the thieves soon start
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themselves wandering in the jungles of Caxambu, where they're stalked by the
natives, subjected to local dangers, and paranoia causes them to turn on each
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"Caxambu!" -- I can't find any evidence that it ever played theatres
or drive-ins before it began airing on TV infrequently throughout the '70s and
'80s. It feels like one of those bad public domain b-movies from the era that
Elvira and the gang from MST3K would mock.</span></span></div>
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the speed of evolution. It takes a good 40 minutes of the movie's 75 minute
running time before much of anything happens. And when stuff finally DOES begin
to happen (amazonian and rubber alligator attacks, quicksand, etc.), it really
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characters' actions are questionable and the dialogue is thoroughly inane.
(Sample: As the movie begins a telephone rings, and John Ireland exclaims:
"That could be the phone!" Duh.) The hypnotic Carol Ohmart spent her
too-brief Hollywood career playing an assortment of ballsy, larger-than-life
characters, but she's totally wasted here playing what starts out seeming like
an interesting part which immediately degenerates into a stock '60s
woman-in-peril role. Similarly, western great Ireland has virtually nothing to do
but skulk looking badly constipated. I find it baffling that either actor
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location. I dunno whether or not it was actually filmed in Caxambu, but there
is a great jungle locale that made for some nice visual compositions.
Unfortunately, that's not enough to make up for the rest of the movie's
shortcomings. Also the ending isn't bad, but it's abrupt and you can see the
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you're a hardcore fan of the actors. And even then it's not really worth
amazon/ebay reseller prices for the long out of print VHS.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: red;">CHIQUITO</span>: PORTRAIT OF A COMEDIAN </span></b><span style="font-size: x-large;">by Mario E. Bautista, Movie
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>[Many thanks to Ben Perez for the translation, and to James dela Rosa's <a href="http://pelikulaatbp.blogspot.com.au/">Pelikula Atbp</a> and Simon Santos' <a href="http://video48.blogspot.com.au/">Video 48 </a>blogs for the illustrations]</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">As Chiquito, Augusto Valdez Pangan is known to the public as
the inimitable funnyman who brought to life such well-known comic strip
characters as Asiong Aksaya (Wasteful), Mr. Wong, Gorio and his Jeepney, Tacio,
Sariong Albularyo (Herbalist), Atorni (Attorney) Agaton, Barok (Baroque), and
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started in 1941 as a dancer. He was only 12 years old.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"I was rationing lunch from the lunch box (tiffin) when
I discovered that I was really good at dancing," he recalled. "They
used to call me, Tito Bogista. I was really good at dancing the boogie and I
won and became boogie-woogie champion in the whole of the Philippines."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He showed off his dancing skills on the stages of the Inday
and Clover Theatres. At the Manila Grand Opera, he became a regular chorus
member. In 1952, he became dance partners with a chorus girl named Vilma. He
married Vilma and their union bore five siblings: five girls and two boys.</span></span></div>
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was the comedian who portrayed a Chinaman in<b> Lutong Makaw</b>," he recounted.
"Larry Santiago was the one who gave me a break. The screen name,
Chiquito, I got from a Chinese guy who owned a shop that I used to hang out
back in the day."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">His star rose meteorically when he got included in the
legendary Lo Waist Gang which was led by Ronnie Poe. His name was on everyone's
lips. From being a sidekick of Ronnie and Zaldy Zshornack he became the lead.
He can't remember now how many films he's made to date. From his calculation,
it's no less than two hundred movies.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"My career peaked in the latter half of the 60's. I was
making twenty movies a year, which was really hectic. Sometimes, in all the
three films opening at downtown theatres, I was the lead in all of them."</span></span></div>
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started his own company. His company is called many different names: Sotang
Bastos Productions, AVP Productions, or even Archer Productions. He has even
directed himself numerous times in his own movies. The first film he
spearheaded was a spoof on the screen's best-known vampire in <b>Dra. Kulas</b>. The
last film he made was <b>Estong Tutong </b>which was a spoof of the Hollywood
box office hit, E.T.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"If you see directed by AVP or To-Chiqui on the
credits, that was me," he says. "I like having the set-up where
you're the producer, writer, actor and director. You can save on the production
cost, control not only the budget but the whole film because you're the one
running and managing the whole show. That's why there are a lot of producers
going bankrupt, because the directors that they hire, they don't know how to
contribute fully to the whole production."</span></span></div>
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to raise well-behaved kids. As one observer noted, he's lucky if you compare
him to another top comedian who has nothing but numerous problems with their
kids. "It's because, I tell them, and they know this, that I really love
them. But they should never ever bring my name to disrepute because I will be
the first one that they will answer to. If they do something that brings
massive shame, I said, if I saw them on the road, I will run them down. In
God's mercy, no one grew up wayward. Most of them are now abroad and working
overseas."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He warned his children about following in their father's
footsteps. "I discouraged them because I didn't want them to get
frustrated. It's good if I was sure that they would succeed in showbiz. But,
they don't know the blood and sweat that I shed before I got to where I am
today. I want them to finish their education. To achieve the college education
that I did not have. I'm only a high school so I want them all to become
professionals. One Chiquito is enough in the family. Even my son, Bukol, who
I've seen has talent, I've told him that it will be twice as hard for him
especially because the competition is so stiff in showbiz nowadays."</span></span></div>
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of is, is his huge residence near Balete
Drive, Quezon City.
In a small pool resides his pet alligator, who he says brings him luck. Apart
from this, he also has a house in Makati,
where he is also a councillor.</span></span></div>
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they were giving out awards for top local comedians, they overlooked his name.
But he never takes it to heart in spite of it. He's happy because in all the
years in showbiz, his life is not tainted by controversy and scandal which is
part of being an artist.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"Me, I'm very forgiving," he says. "How many
times have I been shafted? The film makes money but when the royalty cheque
comes, it bounces. I just take it with a grain of salt instead of taking them
to court. Even when my co-star wastes my time, I try and understand their
situation so there's no friction. Even as a politician, when they try and find
dirt on me, I just tell myself that they're just envious of me."</span></span></div>
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although he can't hide that he's putting on weight with his growing belly. This
is the reason why he's going on a diet. After all, he's known as a good
athlete: A great horseman in a race. </span></span><br />
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Dolphy, this is Chiquito's response: "I don't care even if they say I'm
last place. All I know is, the public continue to watch my movies. Just look at
my Mang Kepweng films, it became a series because it was a hit at the box office.
At GP Films, we thought that it was over after <b>Mang Kepweng's Final Conflict</b>,
but now, there's another instalment in <b>Kepweng and Son</b>. "There it is,
perhaps, proof that the public still like me."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to say I am a published
author once again! My 15-page article on mad Filipino satires is in the latest
bound issue of one of my favourite US magazines, Mike White's Cashiers
Du Cinemart. To read the entire rant where I wax lyrical about Dolphy's James
Batman, Chiquito, the Pinoy Bruce Lees and James Bonds, Tintoy, Niño Muhlach
and (of course) Weng Weng, please click <b><a href="http://www.lulu.com/shop/mike-white/cashiers-du-cinemart-17/paperback/product-20477730.html">HERE</a>: </b></span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"The Great Manila Cinema Heist!" A Brief History
of Philippine Parody and Outright Thievery In The Country That Copyright Forgot,
Part One by <span style="color: red;">Andrew Leavold</span></span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[The entire article appears in Cashiers Du Cinemart #17
(October 2012)]</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">INTRODUCTION: I still remember watching my first exploitation classic from
the Philippines,
the midget James Bond spoof <b>For Y’ur Height Only</b> (1981), almost twenty years
ago. Over the astounding course of the ratty VHS tape’s running time our 2 foot
9 inch hero Agent 00 played by Weng Weng, a curious little brown creature with
a receding Ramones bowl cut and an all-white suit and trick straw boater hat,
cracks an international drug ring, gets the girl, loses the girl (“Irmaaaaa!”)
and infiltrates the secret lair of evil criminal mastermind Mr Giant (played,
appropriately enough, by a dwarf named Goliath!), all with an armful of miniature
gadgets and his signature move of punching someone in the balls, then running
between their legs.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It’s not just the novelty of seeing a Filipino midget
pretending to be a gun expert and ladies’ man, or the inexplicable thrill of
watching bad (and I mean BAD) kung fu movies. Maybe it’s the mad vision of a Manila caught in a
perpetual Seventies twilight of bad disco, Marlborough Man mustaches, flared
collars and equally-flared nostrils. Absurd, tangential logic abounds, as does
the knee-jerk colonial impulse to subvert AND embrace their dominant Western
culture simultaneously. For me, <b>For Y’ur Height Only</b> rammed a point home with a
vengeance, that the Philippines' relationship with Hollywood is a strange
mixture of awe and loathing; beneath the Hello Joe's you're not sure if they're
trying to steal your jeans or stick you in the ribs with their balisong blade.
An outsider will never know precisely where the awe ends and the loathing
begins. On the surface at least there's a playfulness, an anarchic and gleefully
deranged rearranging of pop motifs for amusing and delirious effect. It should
add up, but doesn’t. And it doesn’t matter, for whatever the reasons, the Philippines
B-film can be as addictive as their local crack known as “shiboo”, and the hit
lasts a lifetime. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Once I started travelling to the Philippines and began to
wade through the morass of unexplored Tagalog language B films, I soon
discovered that Weng Weng was just the top balancer's toupee on the enormous
human pyramid of parodists, and there existed an culture unfamiliar and
fundamentally unfathomable to the rest of the world: one of wholesale,
guilt-free and consequence-free commandeering of global and local pop
iconography via clever counterfeiting, relentless lampooning or direct theft. Unlike
their Turkish counterparts, Filipino filmmakers were never so brazen as to
steal entire sections of footage and edit it without shame into their own
knockoffs of Star Trek or The Empire Strikes Back. In the Philippines, musical
cues, theme songs, story ideas, characters and titles were nevertheless all up
for grabs, either stolen without a thought paid to the copyright holders, or
fed through the Pinoy Pop Culture mincing machine (“Pinoy” being the colloquial
term for “Filipino”), to emerge as a mutant-looking amalgam or queer
multi-hatted hybrid. Despite being signatories to the Berne Convention since
1950, the tyranny of distance and cost of mounting court proceedings in a
foreign country gave free rein to these scoundrels and opportunists, or Dadaists
and post-modern revolutionaries, depending upon your political persuasion,
taste for adventure, and personal limits of patience and perseverance.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Humour never travels well. Sady, much of the Philippines' cinema prior to the mid-80s is lost
forever, and those few Filipino comedies that have made it beyond the Philippines'
borders, dubbed poorly and thus losing much of their raison d’etre in the
transition, have done so for the most bizarre reasons and under the most
freakish of circumstances. That leaves the bulk of their comedies unreleased to
the outside world and not subtitled, making their puns, wordplay, cultural
references and mangled English (beyond the conventional mix of English and
Tagalog known as "Taglish") completely incomprehensible.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then there's the recognition factor that's lost on us
foreigners, the delight in watching sometimes decades-old schtick, which often
requires some comedians to be left on the shelf long past their use-by date.
More so than parody, much of Philippine comedy is of the romantic or domestic
variety, sticky and sickly sentimental, and centring on family
misunderstandings, teen love affairs, hen-pecked husbands and screeching
mothers-in-law, but countered by a streak of derision and decidedly un-PC
cruelty, aimed at taking childish glee at the differences of the
"other". This translates roughly to a carnival-like atmosphere, in
which audiences gawp at the grotesquely fat, emaciated, freakishly tall, small,
toothless, bald, screamingly effeminate, stooped, stuttering, cross-eyed,
brown- or black-skinned and, by Filipino standards, plain ugly.<span style="font-size: small;">..</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Cashiers du Cinemart 17 authors: Jef Burnham, Jason
Coffman, Chris Cummins, Skizz Cyzyk, Jim Donahue, Ralph Elawani, Mike Faloon,
Paul Freitag, Joshua Gravel, Josh Hadley, Kristy Jett, Zachary Kelley, Andrew
Leavold, Scott Lefebvre, David MacGregor, Mike Malloy, Bob Moricz, Rich Osmond,
James Sanford, Calum Syers, Mike Sullivan, Dan Tabor, Don Takano, and Mike
White with cover art by Tom Bagley. This issue boasts features about Filipino
exploitation films, Chuck Vincent, Andy Sidaris, Gaspar Noé, Brad Dourif, and
Pierre Maheu and more including interviews with Sid Haig, Keith Shapiro, Eli
Craig, Louie Bonnano, Peter Filardi, and many more. And, don’t miss
appreciations of films as diverse as After Last Season, The Touch of Her Flesh,
Blood Sucking Freaks, Dream Home, and Eat My Dust."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">…in which your humble narrator, and Dani Palisa, his
tattooed Sancho Panza, are on a Search For Weng Weng shoot in Manila, only to
discover Christ in his Second Coming is to take the shape of their former King
of Action Movies </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[Previously published on the <a href="http://www.videozoo.tv/tales-from-the-trenches-the-first-church-of-fernando-poe-jr-by-andrew-leavold/">Video Zoo</a> blog, September 2011]</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Andrew: </b>It’s January 2008, on the fourth trip to Manila for the
yet-to-be-finished Search For Weng Weng documentary, and I take the text
message summons from former SOS Daredevil, Sixties and Seventies action movie
goon and Weng Weng’s co-star Steve Alcarado. I’d stumbled upon Steve quite by
accident on my first shoot in November 2006 while he was drinking coffee with
his fellow out-of-work goons at Quezon
City’s Tropical Hut. I got to know Steve quite well;
he’s a wily goon who’s constantly pitching me projects. One of my proudest
souvenirs from The Trenches is a hand-painted poster for “Tomorrow Is Another
Day” along with a two-page synopsis which features, among other action
essentials, ninjas, samurais, exploding speedboats, and the Pinoy James Bond
himself, Tony Ferrer, in the starring role of the debut from “Leavold
Productions”. Ferrer is now well into his Seventies and has managed to elude my
barrage of requests to interview him. And I’ve been persistent. After all, he
did play Weng Weng’s boss in For Your Height Only, and his Agent Falcon’s
trademark white suit had inspired Double O’s similar if somewhat shrunken
attire.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Steve had cordially invited Dani and I to a company shindig,
with the promise of meeting Tony Ferrer as bait. At the time Steve was one of
several former goons working as sales representatives for an earthmoving
company in Quezon City, its office inside a walled compound on the busiest
stretch of EDSA an empty Tanduay bottle’s throw from the GMA-7 TV building.
Several of the old SOS guys had netted sales this month and are being honoured
with an all-you-can-drink cocktail party and roast pig barbecue at company HQ.
Dani and I figure Agent Falcon is unlikely to make an appearance, but with the
prospect of swimming through free booze with the old stunt guys, the SOS
Daredevil has made an indecent proposal which was impossible to refuse.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At the appointed I leave Dani and Big Jim Gaines, a
six-four, half-African American veteran of action movies, to park Jim’s SUV,
and meet Steve Alcarado (“I’m the Lee Van Cleef of the Philippines!” he told me
at our first meeting, his eyes appropriately narrowed to slits) outside GMA. As
we approach the eight foot gates to the Waco-style compound, Steve says to me,
with all the sincerity he can muster: “My boss wants to give you a book to take
back to Australia.
It’s religious…” He draws a breath “… but not very.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I say nothing, ignoring all manner of warning bells and
whistles. At this point, the “booze and goons” mantra has completely taken
over.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Steve and I exit EDSA and walk through an eight foot gate
into a carpark the size of a baseball field. HQ is on the left, an enormous man-made
lake has taken over most of the right hand side, and a bamboo hut on stilts is
perched over the grey-green water.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Outside the CEO’s office, I sit on a couch and begin to leaf
through the company’s magazine placed strategically on the coffee table in
front of me. On the cover is the smiling countenance of the Philippines’
greatest ever goon, Fernando Poe Jr (or FPJ), surrounded by a snapshot halo of
the thirteen Filipino presidents including the current Gloria Arroyo.
Underneath are the ominous words: “Divine Government of God.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">To put FPJ in perspective: until his death in 2004 following
a failed bid at the presidency, he represented to his generations of fans a
bizarre, mythic amalgam of John Wayne and the Infant of Prague. Roles in over
250 action films from the mid 50s cast him as a stoic champion of the poor, the
downtrodden, the forgotten Pinoy Everyman. Without exception he’s an honourable
man pushed to the brink by cartoonish screen villains, usually played by Max
Alvarado or Paquito Diaz and their armies of SOS Daredevil goons, until he
snaps and dispenses righteous justice with both fists or his trademark .45s and
Magnum .357s. More than a few of the Philippines’
millions of Catholics are no doubt still holding their collective breaths on
the Vatican
approving FPJ’s sainthood.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">On Page Ten is a story on how the Pope is the Antichrist,
how Arroyo is the Satanic Pope’s emissary in the Philippines, and how Poland is
the centre of apostasy – why I couldn’t fathom, other than the previous pope
was born there, the evil fucker. Central to this bizarre cosmography is the
belief that Arroyo had stolen the president’s chair at Malacanang Palace from
FPJ during the 2003 elections, a notion proving more believable with each
passing year of Arroyo’s rotten, corrupt, stinking-of-traded-horsemeat
presidency.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Dani: </b>After dropping Andrew off, me and Jim cruise around
the seedy backstreets surrounding EDSA before being given the all-clear to park
within the compound itself. Greeted by a guard with a semi-automatic rifle and
a grin full of jackal-like, albeit rotten teeth, we’re escorted in. This place
immediately strikes me as strange. Looking at a man-made pontoon shack in the
middle of a man-made lake at the centre, while within the shack, people ran
around furiously preparing a pig on a spit.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As we got out of the car, Steve Alcarado leans out of the
glass monolith opposite the man-made lake/pontoon and beckons us over. “Andrew
is inside.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We are led up a giant staircase to a sweaty, wide-eyed
Andrew, about four shades paler than usual. As Steve scuttles off and heads
downstairs, myself and Big Jim corner the terrified looking Andrew and ask him
what’s wrong.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In a hushed tone, he eyeballs us and whispers urgently,
“We’re in a cult!”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Big Jim furrows his brow. “What in Hell are you talking about?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">…this was the last thing I was expecting…</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Andrew: </b>I spit out the next few words in a ludicrous stage
whisper with all the gravity I could muster. “We’re in the First Church of
FPJ!”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Jim looks a little concerned. “Oh wow,” he finally says.
“Dude, do you want me to bust us out of here?”</span></span></div>
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Panzer formation and over the bamboo drawbridge into the party hut. “Ok man,
but I got us covered, ok?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He then spies FPJ’s half-brother Conrad Poe sitting on the
deck with a table full of SOS Daredevils cronies. I remember Conrad from our
interview the previous year – a thick silver-backed gorilla of a guy, he’d
unsuccessfully made the transition from goon in FPJ’s films to leading man in
his own right. Still, he has a powerful presence onscreen and off, an aura of
power emanating from his position in FPJ’s filmic Royal Family.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Hey, it’s cool! Conrad’s here!” Jim announces.<span> </span>He then hisses to Conrad, “You’re not the
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Nah!” says Conrad, dismissing him with a wave over an
enormous two litre flagon of brandy. “It’s just business. The CEO’s given me
[an undisclosed amount of] pesos to use my name.” He takes a swig from a tall
glass of neat brandy. “I’m using the money to finance my next film!”</span></span></div>
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last visit. “I need a white face to play an American soldier during the
American-Filipino war. You interested?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“But first…” He takes another bolt of brandy. “…We go to my
place on the coast. THREE DAYS DRINKING!”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Seriously, it would have been rude – nay, DANGEROUS – to
refuse. At Conrad’s table the brandy flowed freely; inside the hut, the roast
pig was in the process of having its face removed with a meat cleaver. It’s a
not-subtle reminder of how difficult it is to remain vegetarian in the Philippines. I
remember trying to explain my dietary limitations to a crestfallen host.
“Sorry, I can’t eat beef. No chicken, no fish.” With doe eyes that looked ready
to burst into tears at any moment, they asked, “Not even pork?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Dani: </b>The initial thought of being strung up in the middle
of the First Church of FPJ starts to ease off as the brandy flagons are poured
down my throat. I guess they dodn’t notice “Lamarcadeldiablo” plastered across
my chest.. .the last thing you want people to notice at these kinds of
shindigs.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then the Speech starts, and all of a sudden I begin to get
the same feeling of impending doom creep back up as the tiny moustached messiah
speaks and Jim begins to translate his rantings, and the words on my t-shirt
are the least of my worries…</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Andrew:</b> “The Speech” is a forty minute sermon mainly in
Tagalog, but we do recognize the words “Antichrist” and “Poland”.
Suddenly Dani feels marked by his t-shirt, his Polish lineage and his
Catholicism. We turn towards the lake to stop smirking; every now and then Dani
actually feels for his people: first the Germans had screwed them, then the
Russians, and now the Filipino fundamentalists. The SOS guys are enthralled. Is
the CEO a messiah figure to them, or merely the guy whose paychecks keep them
dancing like poodles on a hotplate? I’ll probably never know. But their
reverential silence only amplifies the sounds of grins cracking across our
incredulous faces.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Eventually the sermon grinds to a halt. There’s rapturous
applause, and the CEO beams beatifically at his payrolled flock. “And now…” he
waves his arm past Dani and I, “karaoke!”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As if by magic, two young hostesses appeared from a changing room at the back of the hut, grabbed the
microphones, fired up their infernal music machine, and started cranking out
100% Hits circa 1985, one after the other. The hired Bikini Goons of the Manila
Karaoke Mafia really seem to have caught the CEO’s full attention, as he sits
glued to a plastic lawn chair in front of them and slaps his thigh in
appreciation at the end of each warble.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Dani and I looked at each other with dinner plate eyes. “We’re
drunk and we’re locked in a compound with religious lunatics,” Dani points out
with remarkable calm. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As our tuneless whistling introduces Scorpions’ “Wind Of Change”,
I jump on top of a plastic lawn chair, and Dani takes lead melody, long hair
flying at tattoos on display. “Taaaaa-ake me, to the magic of the moment….”
Power fists follow one another. “”…on a gloooo-ory night…” I venture a few
windmills with my free arm and start my pelvis gyrating in the direction of the
CEO seated less than three feet away. “….where the children of tomorrow dream
away..” “Dream away!” “…on the Wind of Change..” “The fuckin’ Wind of Change!”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Brandy is a terrible drug, I should mention at this point,
and karaoke etiquette deemed appropriate at RGs in the Valley on a Wednesday
crawl may not pass muster at the First Church of FPJ. Shit. This could go
horribly one way or the other. The CEO starts slapping his thigh again, and
we’re not sure if this is a good thing, or if he’s allowing his circulation to
improve before leading our death march up Calvary.
Then as the tuneless whistling outro fades, a miracle happens: he screams “YES!
There WILL be a wind of change!” He’s evidently decided we’re the two Albino
Apostles who have blown off EDSA to carry the Word of FPJ back to the Antipodes. As the Bikini Mafia resume their Gloria
Estefan quota, the CEO plies us with copies of his self published hardcover,
The Sound Of The Seventh Trumpet. Having a quick flip past hand drawn pictures
of Angels and the usual Book of Revelation stuff with his terrifyingly Pinoy
slant, I fix him with a brandy clouded, pie-eyed stare. “We’ll take them,” I
offer, “…but only if you autograph them.” “YES! YES!” He grabs a presentation
pen. “To Andrew,” he scrawls, “GOD BLESS 1.25.08”.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Dani</b>: I feel left out, so I sheepishly ask if he’d sign mine
also. “Of course!” he bellows, practically snatching the book out of my sweaty
palms. “To…Dani…God Bless!” This was the seventh circle of weirdness, and we
manage to escape unconverted, but more importantly, my Eastern Block ass didn’t
get shot and left at the bottom of their man-made lake. The night gets lost in
a Brandy fog, I’m sure there’s dancing and creative ways to avoid eating the
pig I saw get its face chopped in half with a hatchet…all I remember is
laughing our asses off all the way back to the relative safety of Metro Manila,
signed propaganda in hand.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Andrew: </b>Amen to that, Brother.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">POSTSCRIPT: I learned several months too late that Conrad
Poe passed away from a heart attack in mid-2010. We never did have that three
day drinking session – and considering his heart condition it’s probably just
as well – and his American-Filipino war film, with yours truly as White Goon
#3, remains unmade.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[US/Filipino/Trinidad co-production filmed in 1985 as
"The Spear Of Destiny"; released as "Deadly Quest", in France as “Les Nouveaux Conquérants”, in Italy as "Eroi Del Futuro", and in Poland
as "Mysliwi Z Przyszlosci"<span style="font-size: small;">]</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Director </i>Cirio H. Santiago <i>Story/Producer/2nd Unit
Director</i> Anthony Maharaj <i>Screenplay </i>“J.L.”/J. Lee Thompson <i>Cinematography</i>
Ricardo Remias<i> Music </i>Ron Jones <i>Editor </i>“Bass”/Gervacio Santos <i>Sound Effects
Editor</i> Rodel Capule <i>Sound Effects</i> <i>Mixer</i> Rolando Ruta <i>Casting </i>Henry
“Stakowsky”/Strzalkowski <i>Production Design</i> “Joe”/Jose Mari Avellana <i>Art
Directors </i>Ronnie Cruz, Boyet Camaya <i>Special Effects</i> Ben Otico <i>Makeup Artists
</i>Teresa Mercader, Norma Remias <i>Camera Operator</i> Proceso Lázaro <i>2nd Unit Camera
Operator </i>Johnny Araojo <i>Location Manager</i> Dick Reyes <i>Wardrobe </i>Elvie Santos
<i>Production Coordinator </i>Martin Perez <i>Script Supervisor </i>Nonett J. Garcia
<i>Continuity</i> Chining Trinidad <i>Post Production Coordinator</i> Noah Blough <i>Sound
Re-recording Mixers </i>Jeffrey J. Haboush, Greg P. Russell <i>Music Editor </i>John Caper
Jr <i>Music Engineer </i>Bill Cobb <i>Music Supervisor </i>Ezra Kliger <i>Orchestrator
</i>[uncredited] Matthew Ender <i>Pre-Production (Trinidad) </i>Judy Maharaj, Azsha
Maharaj, Charmaine Maharaj <i>Production Services (Manila)</i> Flordelena Furugganan</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Cast </i>Robert Patrick (Slade), Linda Carol (Michelle), Ed
Crick (Fielding), Bob Schott (Bauer), David Light (Zaar), Paul Holmes
(Hightower), Peter Shilton (Old Man), Ursula Marquez (Amazon Queen), Elizabeth
Oropesa (Huntress), Bruce “Li”/Le (Liu), Jang Lee Hwang (Silverfox), Richard
Norton (Matthew), [uncredited] Ramon D'Salva (Hong Kong Gangster), Nick
Nicholson (Shootist in Car), Mathew Westfall <i>Nazi Soldiers</i> Mike Abbott, Eric
Hahn, Henry Strzalkowski</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review by <span style="color: red;">Andrew Leavold</span>:</span></span></b></div>
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feature Stryker (1983) held the fondest memories for him, and I can understand
why. It's not just the first in a string of Road Warrior clones which, due to
its phenomenal success overseas, brought Cirio back into the Corman fold.
Moreso, it's the film which neatly divides his export career in two distinct
phases, the Drive-In Years (from 1973's Savage to 1981's Firecracker) and the
Direct-To-Video Years - a slight misnomer, since Corman was releasing some
features to theatres as late as The Sisterhood (1988), but apt, since it was in
the burgeoning Home Video market that Cirio would be at his most industrious.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cirio originally approached Corman to distribute Stryker,
and for reasons only known to Roger, he turned it down. Instead, Cirio found an
international sales agent, Trinidad-born distributor Anthony Maharaj, who
managed to sell the film worldwide as a cost-effective alternative to the
rampaging hordes of post-apocalypse films pouring out of Europe in the wake of
Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior and Escape From New York (Cirio was delighted, if
completely mystified, why Stryker would have a dream run in French cinemas for
an entire year!). With the aspiring filmmaker Maharaj, a three-film partnership
was born while Cirio was still reviving his association with Corman, all with
Maharaj on producer and story duties: the urban actioner First Mission (1984),
the I Spit On Your Grave-inspired Naked Vengeance (1985), and a film defies any
single tag: a post-apocalypse, jungle action-adventure – with kung fu! - called
Spear Of Destiny, later renamed Future Hunters (1986).</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The film opens, appropriately enough, in a desert
wasteland in 2025 AD, almost forty years after a global calamity has turned the
Earth into wasteland. A lone warrior named Matthew (Richard Norton, complete
with broad Australian accent) is pursued by an evil warlord named Zaar (David
Light); both are after the prize, the Spear of Longinus, said to be the point
that pierced the side of Christ while on the Cross, and once the spear head and
shaft are reunited, so legend has it, gives the beholder its power to change
the world's destiny. Thus, in the hands of those insane enough to wield it for
personal gain (Hitler for one, or so the story goes), it can cause empires to
fall. In Matthew's hands – and he is mankind's only hope, the narrator reminds
us – it can turn back time. And it does – to 1986, moments before the global
catastrophe is set to occur, and he stumbles from the temple into modern-day
California carrying the Spear's point, just in time to save Michelle (Linda
Carol), a young kewpie-doll anthropologist and her boyfriend Slade (Robert
Patrick) from a gang of biker rapists. Slam! Matthew kicks into high gear,
Whack! Down the bikers drop. Then Slunk! Matthew plunges the Spear head into
one of the bikers and watches the guy melt into molasses. </span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGsvistpwQGg9pPbdZ6HAfdV5mkQode9ai7BUhz41ynm59cmgkgstTdVIln42VEtdk0dLNAfgIj6FbpKzhINBWywMFRYnYudKCxxfX7WX1zvJQJwOWqbn6Wrv7AaLyjh1YgGe0CAVtb8A/s1600/Future+Hunters+photo+22.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGsvistpwQGg9pPbdZ6HAfdV5mkQode9ai7BUhz41ynm59cmgkgstTdVIln42VEtdk0dLNAfgIj6FbpKzhINBWywMFRYnYudKCxxfX7WX1zvJQJwOWqbn6Wrv7AaLyjh1YgGe0CAVtb8A/s200/Future+Hunters+photo+22.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sadly Norton's character checks out of the film early,
expiring on Slade's back seat after warning them of the calamity to come, and
begging them to find a scientist named Hightower. He's the expert at the local
university on Spear of Longinus, but is currently MIA looking for a fabled Venus Valley
somewhere in Southeast Asia. His assistant
Fielding (Ed Crick) is more than interested in Michelle's artefact, and on the
trail of Professor Hightower from California
to Hong Kong they find themselves pursued by
Fielding's henchmen, a jackbooted Aryan thug named Bauer (Bob Schott), random
gunmen, lone assassins, and even the Triads. Even a low-key visit to a Hong Kong shrine ends in a kung fu showdown between the
white-haired temple priest Silverfox (the ubiquitous martial arts actor Jang
Lee Hwang) and their taxi driver, played by one of the Bruceploitation
industry's busiest clones, Bruce Le! Everyone wants the spear, it seems, and
none more than Fielding's neo-Nazi organization, who clench their fists and
gibber ceaselessly about bringing on the “cleansing” fires of Armageddon.</span></span></div>
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it's rumoured the lost Venus
Valley is located. Their
tour guides? Cirio's old Stryker stand-by, an army of dwarf monks: the
essential binding, it seems, with most Pinoy B films, but without the freakshow
element we would expect; unlike Western culture, Filipino dwarves have less
sinister or nightmarish connotations, and are regarded instead as innocent,
pure, childlike or somehow magical. In Cirio's world, however, it's more like a
nod to George Lucas' Sand People or Ewoks, and deliberately cued for yet
another “what the...?” moment. From then on the film's like a Cirio pinball
machine: from dwarves to Mongols, to Nazis, to Amazon Women, BACK to Nazis, and
a finale where the Spear and Shaft are finally united in Jo Mari Avellana's elaborately
threadbare Amazon village, but not before a fight with an awkward Michelle and
an Amazon Huntress (Seventies starlet and “wet look” pioneer Eliabeth Oropesa)
over a fire-lined crocodile pit. More explosions, an avalanche of plaster
boulders, and we've just witnessed one nutty, NUTTY movie.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As Kathleen Turner and Michael Douglas stand-ins, Slade
and Michelle are more a case of Romancing The Stoned; for one thing, they're
already a couple long past the honeymoon stage who don't really seem to like each
other, and while we never actually see them getting down to the dirty deed,
there's certainly lots of pouting, nagging, and unnecessary post-coital (or
NON-coital) lounging around in underwear. To be honest, if the Spear of Destiny
is the glue keeping their relationship together, the planet's not the only
thing that's doomed... Linda Carol is a cute lead, whether she's underplaying
or overplaying her lines (she later faced off against Wendy O. Williams in the
cheerful send-up of prison movies, Reform School Girls) whereas Robert Patrick,
in only his second lead role (after Clark Henderson's Mexican drug wars film
Warlords From Hell) looks completely bewildered at the events that brought him
– and would return him three more times - to a Cirio set in the Philippines.
Other noted Cirio alumni include Henry Strzalkowski as Bauer's right hand man –
he gets a close-up fondling Linda Carol's trussed-up torso before delivering
his single line “Shuddup” - dressed like a WW2 Japanese soldier alongside Eric
Hahn and IFD regular Mike Abbott. An uncredited Nick Nicholson also appears
briefly as a thug shooting at Slade and Michelle before his car bursts into
flames, though I swear I saw him materialize later in a Japanese uniform. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There are several ways of looking at this magnificent
mutant of a feature, a six-legged Frankenstein horse lumbering out of the Philippines'
sand dunes with limbs of different colours and lengths. At first glance it's
part Terminator, Raiders Of The Lost Ark and Romancing The Stone, with the Road
Warrior scenario Cirio had already plundered for Stryker at the beginning and a
little Bruceploitation thrown in for extra seasoning at the end of Act One.
It's a grab-bag, and a desperate one, attempting to cover as many bases as its
100 minutes will allow AND YET amidst the madness it somehow holds itself
together and is propelled forward by its own inane internal logic. If Cirio's
later Road Warrior and Platoon clones are interchangeable, Future Hunters
stands entirely on its own: ambitious, unapologetic and utterly preposterous,
it represents Cirio at a playful, experimental, genre-splicing peak. </span></span></div>
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website:</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mrs. Barbara Patrick<span style="font-size: small;">. </span>I met my wife in a play reading
the first play I did when I got to Los
Angeles called Go in 1984. I fell for her right there.
She was just... I knew immediately that that was my wife, that was my girl. It
took her about a year to even go out with me. .. Eventually things lined up she
went out on a date with me. She went with me to my first film audition and I
got it.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ron Howard, Jack Nicholson, Scorsese... there's so many
people that had their roots there. More than 50% of the people working in Hollywood today started
by working with Roger Corman. And I am very very proud of that experience!</span></span></div>
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They are so dedicated.</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">If I were going to recommend a Robert Patrick movie to a
friend, would you prefer I tell them to see Warlords of Hell or Future Hunter?</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Is that really Robert Patrick
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'll never forget, I gotta tell you. And I am not avoiding
the question. I made Warlords from Hell and then I made Future Hunter for the
same director. And I was in NY doing Conan O'Brien for The X Files, and here I
am in Manhattan in this beautiful hotel and I'm doing all this Regis and Kathy
Lee stuff and I have the TV on in the background and all of a sudden I hear
this high pitched whiny voice, and I am listening and I go, OMG that's me. What
movie is that?' and I look, and I'm horrified, and it's Future Hunters, and its
on TNT. And I'm just like, 'NOOOOOOO they wouldn't do this to me!',but sure as
shit, there it was! It's just a humbling experience.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Can you imagine the fear I felt? I mean, here I am about
to do Conan O'Brien and Future Hunters is on TV.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There's some stuff I do in Future Hunters that's all
right. I'm trying hard and working hard in it. There's some bad stuff I do too.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Warlords has some cool motorcycle stuff. Is my wife in
that movie? No. That was Corinne Wallace in that movie. That's where I was
cutting my teeth and Thank God. I got to learn a lot of my craft doing movies
like that that will never be seen by the light of day except for people like
you! </span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What do you think about a Robert Patrick Film festival
where we show Warlords From Hell, Future Hunters, and Killer Instinct?</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">No! I can't deal with it, please no! Killer Instinct, I
think that was my third film. We shot that in the Philippines. I was so bad in that
movie. Just horrible. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Fred Adelman's review from his <a href="http://www.critcononline.com/cirio_h_santiago_film_reviews.htm">Critical Condition Online </a>website:</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cirio Santiago, the prolific Filippino director, comes up
with another cropper that tries to imitate many of the popular mainstream
action films. This one mixes in equal parts of MAD MAX, THE TERMINATOR, RAIDERS
OF THE LOST ARK and ENTER THE DRAGON with wildly uneven results. The prolog,
set in the year 2025, finds Matthew (Richard Norton) roaming the nuked-out land
in search of the Spear Of Longinus, said to have killed Jesus during his
cricifixion. Matthew finds the spear and
touches it, which transports him back to 1986. Matthew is shot and mortally
wounded as he saves Michelle (Linda Carol) and Slade (Robert Patrick, who would
later star as the evil T-1000 in TERMINATOR 2 and replace David Duchovny on THE
X-FILES), an archaeological couple, from an evil biker gang. During his dying
breath, Matthew tells the couple that they must return the spear to its'
rightful place in order to avoid future Earth's nuclear destruction. With the
spear in hand, Michelle and Slade are chased across the world by modern day
Nazis, led by the evil Fielding (Ed Crick) and Bauer (Bob Schott), who plan on
using the spear for world domination (what else?). Along the way, Michelle and
Slade must face kung-fu fights (courtesy of Chinese action star Bruce Li),
numerous gunfights, an exploding helicopter, a plane crash, a band of marauding
Mongols, jungle traps, a pigmie tribe and a civilization of Amazon women before
they can complete their quest. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Originally filmed as THE SPEAR OF DESTINY in 1986, it took
three years to find a release and it's easy to see why. The screenplay is
hackneyed and full of gaping plot holes that a train or good sized elephant
could fit through. The action scenes (there are many) range from good to poorly
executed (especially the rockslide in the finale). As an actor, Robert Patrick
makes a serviceable action hero. He speaks his lines as if he cannot believe
what he is saying. The only saving grace is lovely Linda Carol, who is not
afraid to get into the middle of the rough stuff and get her hair dirty. You
can also catch luscious Linda in REFORM SCHOOL GIRLS (1986) and CARNAL CRIMES
(1991). To sum it up, FUTURE HUNTERS is no better or worse than Santiago's other films.
That's not saying much. An Avid Home Entertainment Release. Rated R. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Keith's review from the <a href="http://www.teleport-city.com/wordpress/?p=890">Teleport City</a>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It can’t be! It just can’t be! I’m only a couple films
into my Project VHS reviews, in which I take a written tour of some of my
strangest old VHS tapes, and I’m finding that the common thread running through
all the films I’ve selected for this treatment is that they lead me almost
instantly to refer to them as Lovecraftian horrors that cannot be processed by
the feeble mind of man, and thus merely witnessing them will destroy you and
turn you mad. And it turns out, that comparison can easily be sustained in our
next foray into video cassette nostalgia. Although not nearly as batshit
bizarre as Roller Blade, Cirio Santiago’s Future Hunters still resembles some
ancient horror buried for millions of years at the bottom of a pit beneath some
black and unnamed ruin of a city comprised primarily of forms and colors that
have no corresponding point of reference in our own universe.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmM8qD4wDcAvpPiawMfypYqg_AOg90ldJufXgMxYtZ5s38bU2qwXMZ8iI-HnpxlsSWjmEfPljKOGtqyxdLnyQt-nxk3yxKJpJRSgnSxp1nSfPQ3GuIf2d0hqoyc4UsJgcvbk30x_FLYsE/s1600/Future+Hunters+photo+9.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmM8qD4wDcAvpPiawMfypYqg_AOg90ldJufXgMxYtZ5s38bU2qwXMZ8iI-HnpxlsSWjmEfPljKOGtqyxdLnyQt-nxk3yxKJpJRSgnSxp1nSfPQ3GuIf2d0hqoyc4UsJgcvbk30x_FLYsE/s200/Future+Hunters+photo+9.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In fact, when first I purchased this tape, I ended up
returning it as defective. I bought it used from a video store that was
liquidating its stock back in 1995 or so, and a few days later, I popped it in
the VCR and set about watching it while I did some simple household chores. The
film started out as a Road Warrior rip-off, with occasional Hong
Kong action film villain Richard Norton tearing around the
post-apocalyptic wasteland in a muscle car. Familiar enough territory. Then I
got distracted, possibly by the discovery that our refrigerator had been
leaking, and the leakage had turned into a putrid yellowish goo underneath the
crisper drawers (man, talk about unspeakable Lovecraftian horrors). When I
finished towelling up the gelatinous gloop and throwing the towel onto the roof
of the credit union across the parking lot, I returned to the living room and
found that someone had recorded a different movie over the one I’d purchased.
Because there on my massive ten-inch screen was a Bruce Le kung fu film, with
the famous Bruce Lee imitator locked in mortal kicking combat with Hwang Jang Lee
wearing a silver wig. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I took the movie back, told them of the error, and had my
$3.00 returned to me. Oddly, a couple weeks later, I found the film for sale
again at a different video store, and for some reason or other, I purchased it.
It was like unwittingly being saved from purchasing some accursed item only to
equally unwittingly acquire the item again. It was destiny. So once again, I
went home and popped it in the VCR to watch while taking care of some chores.
It was around this time that I discovered some hamsters had escaped their
twisting tube universe and had gone feral, living in the walls of our duplex.
This revelation came shortly after noticing that the area we used to clean out
our various aquariums — a flower garden owned by the aforementioned credit
union — had been turned by uneaten hamster trail mix into a garden of
sunflowers and corn stalks, which we eventually harvested and ate while the
poor guy in charge of that small plot of flora was wondering how the hell his
flower garden turned into a corn field.</span></span></div>
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rodents and resigned myself at last to being the guy who destroyed the north Florida ecosystem by
introducing wild hamsters into its delicate balance, I returned to the movie
only to find out, son of a bitch! It was that damn Bruce Le movie again!
Although I flirted with the idea that somehow the film had been purchased by
someone who promptly resold it to a different video store that then put it on
sale for me to end up purchasing a second time, the more logical theory emerged
that this movie was just really schizophrenic, and what had started out as a
Mad Max movie morphed at some point into a film about Bruce Le wearing a modern
track suit and fighting a guy who looks to have stepped out of the Chinese
middle ages. So I decided that I was going to have to sit down and actually pay
attention to this movie if I hoped to ever unravel its tantalizing mysteries.
What I discovered was even more bizarre than initially I suspected. </span></span></div>
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near future. Society has crumbled and the earth has been ravaged by nuclear war
which, in the 1980s, was as versatile an explanation for pretty much anything
as “hacking” is today. Depending on the movie, nuclear war could turn the world
into a desert wasteland populated by S<span style="font-size: small;">&</span>M punks or a lush jungle populated
by Amazons, or it could somehow cause dinosaurs to come back. Similarly, if
your movie requires someone to get some piece of information or control over
some device they couldn’t possibly achieve, all you need to do is write the
following line of dialogue: “If I can just hack in through the back door…we’re
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is speeding around in the desert looking for the fabled Spear of Longinus, the
weapon that pierced the side of Christ during his crucifixion. According to
this film, the loosely defined good guys of the future need the spear so they
can travel back in time and prevent nuclear obliteration from ever having
happened. Unfortunately, Matthew is pursued by the bad guys, lead by someone
named Zaar (unfortunately not played by Robert Z’Dar), and where as Matthew has
a cool car, awesome hair, and the same gun I think Richard Norton had last time
he was a post-apocalyptic hero (that being in the film Equalizer 2000), Zaar
has tanks and wears a gratuitous cape. They capture Matthew, bring him to
within a stone’s throw of where he was going anyway, then let him escape. Then
they chase Matthew to some crumbling temple where he finds the mythical spear
with relative ease, only to have the full brunt of Zaar’s armored divisions
brought down on his head.</span></span></div>
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Carol) is randomly poking around the ruins of the very same temple of the
future with her boyfriend, Terminator 2 (Robert Patrick) because her “big exam
is coming up.” Once again I have to question the colleges attended by people in
B-movies. In what class can you prepare for your test by driving out to an old
church frequented, as we will soon learn, by rapist biker gangs, and looking at
it with no real defined purpose? And if it’s archaeology or art history or
something, wouldn’t other members of the class be out there as well, or at the
very least, shouldn’t you be doing something a little more scientific than
wandering aimlessly while a Terminator 2 sits on the steps and complains about
being bored and needing to get back to town so he can kill John Conner? Or
shouldn’t the professor at least have warned his female students that the
deserted site is routinely patrolled by vicious gangs of rapists? This is as
unacademic as the classrooms in movies like Gor where the entire curriculum
seems to be based around listening to a professor make random proclamations
about some ridiculous pet theory of his, or the grad student in Cannibal Ferox
whose thesis was “Cannibals don’t exist any more” when everyone else had to
write thesis papers like “Aspects on Process Engineering in the Finnish Pulp
and Paper Industry.” </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Michelle’s investigative archaeology is accompanied by
that 80s direct-to-video action film music that is so hard to explain yet so
familiar as soon as you hear it. It’s a playful little number, and the sound
isn’t straight synth nor is it a mimic of the piano, exactly. But in pretty
much every 80s direct-to-video action film, they used this style of theme for
the “makin’ love” scene or the “just horsin’ around” scene. I’m a bit surprised
that there is no Future Hunters soundtrack on Varese Sarabande, as “Soundtrack
on Varese Sarabande” is the single most repeated phrase in the entire
Psychotronic Video Guide. The world is a darker place for not having a CD
quality recording of “Love Theme from Future Hunters.”</span></span></div>
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randomly attacked by a biker gang who, for some reason or another, like to
troll the ruins of out in the middle of nowhere churches looking for loving
young college couples to terrorize. I guess they didn’t realize they were
messing with Terminator 2, who I assumed would instantly turn his pinky finger
into a long silver spike and stick it in someone’s shoulders (a painful sensation
not unlike the one you’ll feel watching most of this movie), then follow it up
with that very determined “running after the vehicle” shtick all Terminator 2′s
are wont to do. But then this was 1986, and we were barely done with Terminator
1, so I guess Robert Patrick didn’t have his Terminator 2 powers yet (though
later in the film he does do a determined run after a jeep in a scene I’m sure
he included on his highlight reel to get the T2 job). As a result, he gets his
ass kicked and is forced to soothe his bruised ego with the knowledge that it
won’t be too long before he’s strong enough to beat up the gaunt, corpse-like
Edward Furlong, who would achieve the dubious honor in his twenties of looking
less vital and more deathly than Peter Cushing (whose picture is in the
dictionary next to the word “gaunt”) did a month after he died. </span></span></div>
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film style raping when Richard Norton wanders up out of nowhere and beats the
tar out of the bikers before getting shot and handing the Spear of Longinus
over to Michelle, stammering that she must use it to prevent the apocalypse. So
I guess the time travel thing works, even though they later explain that the
spear can’t possibly work unless you have both halves of it (the shaft is
elsewhere). He also stammers a few names, all of whom, conveniently, are
related in some way to the community college (or Touro) Michelle attends. And
then Matthew dies and goes off to get more use out of his costume in Equalizer
2000.</span></span></div>
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that I’m straying a bit too far into the realm of plot synopsis, but once again
I feel it’s justified, as there’s not much hope otherwise of explaining just
how cracked in the head a film like Future Hunters can manage to be. Because
before too long, Michelle and T2 are on the run from a secret society of Nazis
who want to get the Spear and use it to cause the apocalypse we saw before the
credits. Which is kind of odd, as they couldn’t possibly have possessed the
spear the first time they caused the future apocalypse — which is the first and
only time I’ll mention the underlying stupidity of the entire time travel
plotline, since for starters is gets dropped almost immediately, but mostly
because no one should bend themselves out of shape worrying about shoddy time
travel threads in Future Hunters, a movie that, soon enough, will present us
with everything from an impromptu kungfu film to an army of stone age midgets
to a secret society of sexy Filipina Amazons in the jungles of South Asia. </span></span></div>
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resting place half an hour outside of Los Angeles (how the hell did it get
there?), then traveled back in time to that same location, isn’t the 1986 Spear
of Longinus still in the temple? Maybe the Nazi bad guys should just use that
one instead of the future Spear of Longinus.</span></span></div>
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Slade (and I mention this only because Robert Patrick and Richard Norton appear
together in Equalizer 2000, where Norton’s character is named Slade — Santiago
apparently has a fetish for the name) must find the elusive Professor
Hightower, and doing so leads them to Hong Kong. I guess her big test wasn’t
that important after all. Also, I guess she’s incredibly rich to be able to
close up her crappy desert diner and fly to Hong Kong
that same day. But then I expect no less from a naive young college girl who,
for some inexplicable reason is able to outdrive, outfox, and outshoot the
various trained killers sent after her. Robert Patrick spends most of the movie
being believably beaten up, on the other hand. I hope you like the sight of him
lying on his back with a dumb look on his face, because you’re going to get it
a lot.</span></span></div>
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Kong, but more importantly, he has a friend who is a taxi driver
and is also Bruce Le, though as was his lot in life, he’s often miscredited as
Bruce Li. Because a random taxi driver in Hong Kong will obviously be in tune
with rumors surrounding missing anthropology professors from small American
colleges, he informs our duo that Hightower’s last reported location was at the
Forbidden Pagoda, a tourist attraction which no one is allowed to enter lest
they incur the wrath of high kicking kungfu warrior Hwang Jang Lee, dressed
like he just came from the set of the latest Seasonal Films production, or
possibly from a kungfu film themed amusement park. When T2 tries to enter the
pagoda, he gets whupped, which leads to a lengthy fight scene between Le and
Hwang, complete with the sudden introduction of kungfu film sound effects. When
the monk is finally dispatched — not via the fight, but because a sniper
attempts to kill T2 and kills the monk instead — Le and T2 enter the pagoda,
look around for for a few seconds, then testily proclaim, “Nothing!” Then they
walk away. Shouldn’t they report the murder to the police or something? Worst
tourist attraction in Hong Kong! </span></span></div>
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himself randomly inserted into a film for a gratuitous if not unwelcome fight
scene. A while back, I was wondering if Bollywood, always quick to exploit a
trend, had ever produced any Bruce Lee exploitation films (films that cast
someone with a similar name or haircut in an attempt to sucker people into
thinking they’re going to see the real Bruce Lee). Eventually, I came across
Katilon Ke Kaatil starring Dharmendra and featuring a scene were he randomly
walks by Bruce Le — who hasn’t been in the film before and won’t appear again —
and a fight breaks out. I mean, I assume that if Dharmendra and Bruce Le
swagger by each other, a fight is going to break out, but it had nothing at all
to do with the rest of the movie. I guess there was a period in the 1980s when
directors in need of some extra action and running time could put in an order
for Bruce Le, and they’d just ship him from Hong Kong
in a wooden crate to wherever they needed him. Today, he remains in a huge
warehouse full of crates like the one in Indiana Jones, stored alongside the
likes of Sho Kosugi, patiently meditating until the day their services are once
more required to save the world from the awakening of Cthulhu.</span></span></div>
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kungfu film for ten minutes, it still doesn’t make any more sense than when I
thought someone had mistakenly recorded Eagle vs. Silver Fox over part of
Future Hunters. I mean, all that for absolutely no reason? I was about to swear
that this whole film was assembled piecemeal out of other equally bad but less
nonsensical films, but that isn’t the case. I mean, I saw Hwang Jang Lee and
Robert Patrick in the same shot together, and this was before the world
possessed the technology to digitally insert Robert Patrick into every movie
ever made, which I assume we’re going to do.</span></span></div>
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movie caused the same feeling. Things get no less logical when Michelle and T2
follow the trail to South Asia with a band of
Nazis hot on their trail. There, in the jungles, they encounter a tribe of
stone-age midgets who aid them in their quest to recover the shaft of the
spear, which is in a cave guarded by a city of scantily clad Amazons. And when
one of these movies ends up in an Amazon city, you know you’re going to get at
least one really awkwardly staged catfight. In the end, an earthquake happens
for no reason, foam rocks bounce harmlessly off people who show up bloody and
dead in the next shot, and Michelle randomly holds up the spear, causing all
the midgets to cheer and the film to end. </span></span></div>
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Spear doesn’t even do anything in the end, let’s discuss the career of one
Cirio Santiago, the Roger Corman of The Philippines — though I suspect them of
actually being the same man. Understanding a film like Future Hunters may be as
impossible as understanding the full implications of quantum mechanics, but
understanding a little about Santiago
might help us at least grasp a film like this on some elementary, superficial
level. Future Hunters and the many films like it bearing Santiago’s name are lasting monuments to
nepotism. Santiago is the son of a studio
founder, which might help explain how Santiago
got his first jobs. And those jobs were as producer on a film called Cavalry
Command in 1963 and as director of 1964′s Darna and the Tree Monster, an entry
in a popular pulp superheroine adventure series.</span></span></div>
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Corman, always on the prowl for ways to save money, hit upon The Philippines as
the ideal location for many of his productions. The sprawling island-nation has
long been and continues to be the stand-in for a variety of places populated by
chubby guys with thick mustaches and Hawaiian shirts. It was the go-to place
for any film set in Vietnam or Cambodia, at least until Thailand became a more
viable option. Future Hunters is one of the few movies to actually attempt —
and fail — to pass the streets of Manila off as
downtown Los Angeles,
but hey, you gotta respect the moxie. Corman most famously produced a series of
sweaty, lesbian-filled women in prison films in The Philippines, and it’s
probably around this time that he struck up his relationship with Cirio
Santiago. Although he still produced and directed local fare during that time, Santiago became the go-to guy for American co-productions
slumming it in Manila.
He produced and/or directed a number of blaxploitation films throughout the
70s, and in the 80s he split his time between cheapjack action films — mostly
set in Vietnam — and cheapjack post apocalypse scifi, almost all of which got
distributed by one Roger Corman company or another in the United States, much
to the delight and puzzlement of people like me who prowled video store shelves
in search of anything with a title like Machete Maidens of Mora Tao.</span></span></div>
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such stunning incompetence, with such total disregard for making even the least
bit of sense, that one can hardly process it. Seriously, by the time ancient
Mongol horsemen attack the 1986 Nazi camp in The Philippines, you’re not even
going to care any more. This film contains more individual movies and genres
than most Bollywood films. All it lacks is a song and dance number, but what it
lacks in terms of item numbers by Helen it more than makes up for with shots of
young Robert Patrick lying spread eagle on a bed in his tighty whities. By the
time we got to the end and realized that the Spear of Longinus serves no
purpose whatsoever, all I was capable of doing was lying in the corner,
giggling uncontrollably and scrawling esoteric runes from floor to ceiling on
every wall in my padded cell.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBpyfBlb8AHYn-NvF-TcsGiZKzZy9BNuEtAkIhQ5w4CUtWx7EdjMNzOOD74l5Z_Ak883Xp2_QhcqOO53d_4YPy7Rc7wZg8ox3yFKFLZSmdPAvZzNVF5965y8PsJeFH64cPkaTEgI1jB4/s1600/SS03FutureHunters.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBpyfBlb8AHYn-NvF-TcsGiZKzZy9BNuEtAkIhQ5w4CUtWx7EdjMNzOOD74l5Z_Ak883Xp2_QhcqOO53d_4YPy7Rc7wZg8ox3yFKFLZSmdPAvZzNVF5965y8PsJeFH64cPkaTEgI1jB4/s200/SS03FutureHunters.png" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Seriously, what the hell were we thinking in the 1980s? I
mean, don’t get me wrong. I’m happy that amazingly freakish crap like this got
made, but that doesn’t mean I don’t wonder how the hell it happened. Cirio
Santiago has, in his career, flirted with competence; Future Warriors doesn’t
even flirt with coherence. This film simply shouldn’t be, and like I said, even
though the footage is original, it feels like the entire movie was pasted
together out of other shot-in-The-Philippines movies. Both the Amazons and the
midget tribe ideas would return in Warriors of the Apocalypse, directed by
Bobby Suarez, who on some days I would swear is just the third part of the
unholy trinity formed along with Corman and Santiago. Richard Norton driving around in
the post-apocalyptic wasteland would show up again in Santiago’s own Equalizer 2000. </span></span></div>
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this, Robert Patrick would appear in another “time travelin’ to save the
future” movie, albeit one with a considerably larger profile. I can only assume
that young James Cameron was sitting around one day and, much like me, popped a
copy of Future Hunters into the VCR and, mere minutes later, thought to
himself, “I have to get this guy to be the terminator in my next movie!” But as
the guy who plays the king of the caveman midgets wasn’t available, Cameron did
the next best thing and cast the annoying redneck prone to lying around in his
man panties as an unstoppable killing machine from the future.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Patrick’s performance, like that of his co-star Linda
Carol, consists entirely of plaintive whining. “We have to protect the spear!”
“Aww, dang, Ah don’ wanna protect tha spear!” “Oh come on! Help me protect the
spear!” After spending a few minutes with them, nuclear apocalypse is suddenly
looking like the preferable choice. When watching the endless banter, when
watching him get beat up by Hwang Jang Lee, when watching the T2000 buffalo
shots, remember that this guy somehow, despite being in Future Hunters, went on
to star in not one, but two of the hugest franchises of all time, although one
of those came after the characters people actually gave a damn about had
already left the show.</span></span></div>
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except for Hwang and Le, but I’m pretty sure they’re only in this movie because
Cirio accidentally stumbled onto the set of a film they were already filming and
decided to work it into his own movie. I mean, you never really need an excuse
to pad your film with a fight scene between Hwang Jang Lee and Bruce Le.</span></span></div>
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appearances of little consequence, the highest profile of which was the women
in prison spoof Reform School Girls. Everyone in that movie had the misfortune
of having to compete with half naked Wendy O. Williams of The Plasmatics as she
howled like a banshee and rode a school bus to hell. Everyone else had solid
careers in TV shows you only pretend to like but never actually watched (I
don’t care what they say on VH1 specials or what the camp appeal of William
Shatner may be; you did not watch T.J. Hooker) and films like Bloodfist VI, but
they must all be watching Robert Patrick in Terminator 2 and thinking, “Holy
shit, I once hit that guy with a floor lamp while he was in his underwear.”</span></span></div>
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saying, is awesome, even though almost everything he’s ever made stinks to high
heaven.</span></span></div>
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individual pieces of this film are far more entertaining than the whole. For
every minute we spend with bikini clad Amazons and warrior midgets, we spend
twice as much time with Slade and Michelle as they bicker with each other.
Still, this movie is just weird enough to make it fascinating so long as you
are a viewer possessed of some high degree of constitution. It’s no Roller
Blade, but where else are you going to get a movie where a guy time travels
back to 1986 to give the spear of destiny to Terminator 2 so he can show it to
Bruce Le while running from Nazis who get attacked by Genghis Khan’s hordes
while they are surrounded by caveman midgets and Filipina Amazons? I’m a sucker
for movies like this, and Future Hunters won me over. If Fantasy Mission Force
has a kindred spirit, this film is it.</span></span></div>
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ask? Well, in 1995 he was appointed by none other than Filipino President Fidel
Ramos as head of the Philippines Film Development Fund. The Fund’s purpose?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review from the <a href="http://www.monsterhunter.coldfusionvideo.com/2012/05/future-hunters-1986/">Monsterhunter</a> website:</span></b></span></div>
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made. With its Richard Norton leatherpocalypse scenes of non-stop Mad Max-style
cars racing around desolate rock and sand covered terrain and its violent shoot
outs complete with exploding vehicles, it was like someone took Equalizer 2000
and Raiders Of The Sun and compressed them into a highly concentrated speedball
of sneering and sweating ultra-manly aggression. It probably makes sense that
that someone was director Cirio H. Santiago who also teamed up with Richard
Norton and Rich’s leather pants to bring us Equalizer 2000 (in the same year no
less!) and Raiders Of The Sun!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The opening narration lets us know exactly what sort of
post-apocalypse we are in for which I’m always in favor of because it’s so much
quicker to just tell me why Rich has jumped off a two story tower into his
leather pants than to show me with a bunch of boring set up scenes of the world
going into the crapper. (It’s all probably going to be a montage of stock
disaster footage and bad models getting blown up anyway.)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I don’t even remember what the specifics were this time
around beyond the fact that Rich was the last guy left that was trying to
recover the Spear of Longinus in an effort to somehow reverse the holocaust
that had occurred several decades prior. (For all you liberals and other
atheists out there, the Spear of Longinus is the spear that Jesus was stabbed
with.)</span></span></div>
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scenes, you have to understand a little about Equalizer 2000. That movie was
built around Rich’s love affair with a mega-gun called the Equalizer 2000. It
was souped up and could shoot explosive shells among other things. It was
pretty sweet, but it kept getting stolen and it seemed to have a horrible time
finding its mark because Rich was fighting the same guys for well over an hour
before really making a dent in them with the E2K.</span></span></div>
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frankly surpasses the E2K. This one has the capacity to blast everything like
the E2K, but you can also load it with exploding arrows just like Rambo used!</span></span></div>
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the plot of a full-sized post-apocalyptic flick by having Rich get captured,
escape, and miraculously run right into the temple where the spear is hidden!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But the bad guys aren’t exactly giving up! They’re going
after Rich, but because Future Hunters isn’t just about raising the bar for
this sort of thing, but is all about chucking it into the stratosphere, they
don’t send a wave of thugs in after him. They just start blasting away at him
with tanks!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Oh Spear of Longinus! Please use your mysterious,
unexplained, and all around nonsensical superpowers to deliver Rich from this
awesomely explosive evil!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And it does! It sends Rich straight on back in time, right
back into the 1980s, leather pants and vest and all!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And as luck would have it (for the audience!), he stumbles
out of the temple and smack dab into a biker gang trying to rape a woman!</span></span></div>
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Spear of Longinus (he turns to ash!) and before dying in the car of the woman
and her boyfriend, delivers enough plot points to keep them going for the next
extraordinarily painful (and Richard Norton free) 75 minutes!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The rest of the movie is stupidly boring though Cirio was
pulling out all the stops to try to make up for pulling the old switcheroo on
us with his abandonment of the Richard Norton future world for the Robert
Patrick and ugly girlfriend current world.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There’s some self-styled Nazis after the Spear and if they
get their hands on it, the world will end for some reason and cause Richard
Norton’s world to become a reality, but if Robert and his old lady can stop
them, I guess we get to keep our old, boring, crappy world where cars don’t
have spikes welded to the hoods.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The movie from here on out is a series of unexplained
coincidences and plot holes that have the good guys and bad guys encountering
each other and losing the head of the spear to each other with a tedious
regularity. Even the characters seemed to be deliberately doing stuff to make
sure action occurred no matter how pointless.</span></span></div>
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good guys right away, but waited until he was in his helicopter to fire
missiles at his own compound where the good guys were trying to escape? Or that
the bad guys left a fueled up second helicopter with a flight plan right there
for the good guys to steal and fly after them? Or that the bad guys then left a
bomb on the second helicopter just in case the good guys steal it and fly after
them? Or that the bad guys use the radio to warn/taunt the good guys that
there’s a bomb on board and the bad guys are just about to set it off which
gives the good guys time to jump out into the ocean and escape again?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">You’ve also got a kung fu scene that didn’t have anything
to do with anything which involved a friend of Robert Patrick he knew in Hong Kong. This guy was fighting against one of those
white haired kung fu masters and I suppose it was memorable for when Robert’s
friend pulled some nunchucks out of his sock.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There was also a tribe of Filipino midgets Robert and his
lady had to help out against another tribe which went on forever and amounted
to nothing.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This was one time I was rooting for the “shock” ending
where somehow Richard Norton’s ruined future happened anyway and we’d get to
see him killing stuff as the credits rolled. Instead it ended with Robert’s
girlfriend holding the spear up in the air while wearing a goofy smile as
Robert Patrick and his midget buddies looked on appreciatively.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">If you insist on post-apocalypse Filipino midget action, I
recommend watching Equalizer 2000 and then playing the first part of this movie
like it was the epilogue to Equalizer 2000 and then shut it all down and fire
up Raiders Of The Sun. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">David Knight's review from the <a href="http://www.firefox.org/news/articles/3627/1/DVD-Review-Future-Hunters-1986/Page1.html">Firefox News </a>website:</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Future Hunters begins appropriately enough in the future,
the year 2025 "almost 40 years since the Great Holocaust" where we
are told that a group of rebels has stood against an evil Lord Zaar until one
last rebel remains, Matthew (Richard Norton) who is the last hope of
civilization. His quest is to find the spear of Longinus that is said to be so
powerful it could turn back time. It was of course the spear of a Roman soldier
who used it to pierce the side of Christ. This is no religious tract however,
the use of the artifact though, and the film has no real agenda other than a
mystical object to quest for. After all, Indiana Jones had his ‘Lost Ark’
so it was almost a given requirement at the time of pulp-style, serial-style,
B-movies that a religious artifact had to be the treasure sought.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As for the SF/ Fantasy/ pop-culture at the time of the
film’s release, the legend of Longinus’ spear was most famously used in the
1980s as part of author Barry Sadler’s Casca: The Eternal Mercenary series of
books, which featured a character called Casca Longinus as that Roman soldier,
doomed to wander immortal only until the return of Jesus. Sadler’s premise of
course, opposed the anti-Semitic lore of the past that had long claimed there
was a ‘wandering Jew’ awaiting the return. Fans of DC Comics may recall that
‘The Spear Of Destiny’ played a prominent role in The Last Days Of The Justice
Society published in 1985 (I can still remember reading both those series
concurrently). Historically speaking, there was also popular thought among some
of the more esoteric elements of Nazi Germany that it existed and if found
would be an important tool in their Reich. These things are useful to know as the
film progresses.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There is a lot of action crammed into a fairly short time
dealing with the post-apocalyptic future. The feel is more Mad Max (1979), than
it is Road Warrior (1981) or Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome (1985) and it looks a
bit better than Warriors of The Wasteland (1983). We see Matthew tearing up the
roadway pursued by others in cars, bikes, and even tanks. There is a capture,
an escape, a faked death ruse, accompanied by plenty of gunfire and pyro.</span></span></div>
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ruins of an old temple. But it was there he had intended to get to. He picks up
the spearhead from an imbedded resting place in what looks like a weathered
Roman funerary relief. And then we get a fairly innocuous credit sequence.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The next sequence takes place at the ruins, but in the
year 1986. We meet the film’s two leads characters, Michelle (Linda Carol), and
her ex-marine boyfriend, Slade (Robert Patrick. She is an anthropology student
who is at the ruins as part of her studies. Slade is frustrated with her
because she is in school and running a restaurant when she had inherited a lot
of money that could free them from their drudgery. As they leave, Matthew wakes
up in a dark corner of the ruins.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Outside the ruins, Michelle is attacked by a wandering
biker gang that thought she was easy pickings for their entertainment. Slade is
overpowered and knocked out. While the gang is attempting to gang rape Michelle
who is a fair hellcat in her defense, Matthew stumbles out of the ruins into a
meeting with a bunch that looks like most of his adversaries from his own time.
He takes them all on and wins. One of them has his back cracked over Mathew’s
knee in the relatively short fight. Matthew is mortally wounded, but ne of the
opponents that he takes down is stabbed with the spearhead and he disappears
like Christopher Lee’s Dracula in an old Hammer film. It establishes the deadly
force of the religious artefact to evil doers as had the final action sequence
of Raiders Of The Lost Ark (1981) established the deadly power of the Ark against evil doers.
This is all part of the sub-genre expectations.</span></span></div>
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story, that the spear must be rejoined with the shaft to avert the holocaust to
come. He warns them to beware though for evil forces will be already seeking
them out. He doesn’t make it, and Slade believe he was crazy as apparently did
as well. But not Michelle: she researches ‘The Spear of Destiny" and she
believes Matthew’s dying words.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A hulking, Aryan looking, almost Albino looking, giant of
a man in a high end white suit shows up at her restaurant accompanied by his
goons. They are looking for the spear head, and I can only guess that the
organization they are members of has access to police arrest reports on short
notice, because that is the only way they could have known. This won’t be the
first time they are pursued by a party with no explanation as to how they were
found. It could subtly suggest they have a supernatural source of information,
or perhaps it is merely an explanation nobody thought was needed clarified in
order to get to the next scene.</span></span></div>
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see a Professor Hightower, as that was a name mentioned by Matthew. They find
he is not there and his colleague who is there, Fielding, wanted them to trust
him and leave the spear with him because Hightower was somewhere in Asia, possibly Hong Kong. They leave determined to speak
only with Hightower about the artefact. And when they are fired upon in a car
chase on the road out, Slade reluctantly agrees to go to Hong
Kong with Michele.</span></span></div>
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(conveniently, plot-wise) who is played by Bruce Le. The credit sequence
however, lists Bruce Li. They are two different names/actors, although both of
them did have careers built on marketed likenesses to the great Bruce Lee after
his passing. I am sure this one is Bruce Le. I have seen his Shaolin Fists Of
Fury (1987) many, many times: it is Le at his best and most deserving of genre
fan respect.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Liu tells Slade and Michele that the last known location
he was able to find on Hightower was "The Forbidden Pagoda Of The Silver
Fox" and that he and Slade could check it out. He warns Slade that it is
said The Silver Fox guards the pagoda with his life.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Slade and Liu find no obvious clues at the pagoda when
they are confronted by The Silver Fox himself. Martial arts fans will recognize
that The Silver Fox is played by Hwang Jang Lee, who had played the character
in a number of classic and not-so classic martial arts films. Slade is not
interested in leaving and it may be unintended, but seeing Robert Patrick
standing up to Hwang Jang Lee and being quickly trounced is a riot. Clearly his
character hadn’t seen Secret Rivals (1976) or Snake in The Eagle’s Shadow
(1978)!</span></span></div>
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Bruce Le and Hwang Jang Lee, The Silver Fox is really a standout of the whole
film, absolutely the best one-on-one fight of any characters in Future Hunters.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtyVotWU9fZjdA2FZxX7oO7OFcBTUDM9TmbREEwcTsI7Esta01UIgS6R9gEyuc6eT9RVzhPBoEtOIhp8b5HlS180U23zRbHVih28F0zDw0cez-YvJRf0M2wsoHTfXyxuPmysiDuabjns0/s1600/Future+Hunters+photo+21.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtyVotWU9fZjdA2FZxX7oO7OFcBTUDM9TmbREEwcTsI7Esta01UIgS6R9gEyuc6eT9RVzhPBoEtOIhp8b5HlS180U23zRbHVih28F0zDw0cez-YvJRf0M2wsoHTfXyxuPmysiDuabjns0/s200/Future+Hunters+photo+21.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">They fight hand to hand, with Bruce Le showing good form,
and not so much the Bruce Lee mannerisms that characterized most of his work of
the ten years preceding. Some of Le’s posture between feigns and attacks seem
more like Alexander Lo Rei actually, than Bruce Lee. He gets a few basic kicks
in, and The Silver Fox doesn’t faze much. The Silver Fox puts some boot in
mostly as a series of feigns, before the slow motion starts in as he puts in a
one-two-three series of kicks to Le’s chest and shoulders. This is a
done-in-one shot too: no camera tricks of any kind. It deserved the slow motion
exposition.</span></span></div>
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had been hidden out of shot, he goes after Le again, but there is clearly an
edit when Le avoids the initial attack. He rolls away and then retrieves
nunchuku that he had hidden in the foreleg of his pants. The limitations of the
nunchaku as an offensive weapon against the reach of the staff, is briefly on
display, just as its effectiveness as a defensive weapon is clear. The only
reason Le is able to disarm Silver Fox of the staff is because the script said
so, as the fight choreography leading up to it did not allow for that to occur.</span></span></div>
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the unarmed Silver Fox. The Silver Fox is believably quick to disarm Le of the
nunchaku with a left then a right kick. In addition to the above average reach
of his legs in his kicking skills of renown, he shows that two kicks are better
than one for the need. Had he immediately kicked right only, in order to disarm
Le’s left hand of the nunchaku, its defensive strengths would have likely won
out. By kicking left and then right, it appears that he allowed his left kick
to be essentially a distracting graze which drew Le’s attention from the real
intent, right kick to target left hand.</span></span></div>
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the back of the neck and shoulders as he kicks his left right into Robert
Patrick as he picks himself up. We aren’t allowed to see a definite winner or
loser to the fight as an assassin’s bullet meant for Slade takes out The Silver
Fox in mid-form. Slade asks Liu where he learned to fight like that, and Liu
says, smiling, "My grandfather taught me. He was a Shaolin monk."</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjTQosb8-AjiYaDAl_Ytk32HeadPTf8_9PlxAC3Cv0viETqRQ91Ywhkk72UuLOWoWZCozblJUYGfyALCfwVt1mJkt1KCntJVswAg49qpc1wrKw2C-8TaVcVhI5BAznnHZxhKPHkrH48ew/s1600/future-hunters16.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjTQosb8-AjiYaDAl_Ytk32HeadPTf8_9PlxAC3Cv0viETqRQ91Ywhkk72UuLOWoWZCozblJUYGfyALCfwVt1mJkt1KCntJVswAg49qpc1wrKw2C-8TaVcVhI5BAznnHZxhKPHkrH48ew/s200/future-hunters16.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">They flee back to the hotel barely in time to stop a
half-stripped Michele from torture by more villains (this time, Chinese) also
seeking the spear head. They roust them, but keep one to beat information out
of. They then learn that Hightower was last known to them to be in the Venus Valley,
a land where resides an Amazon tribe. This is apparently somewhere in Manila.</span></span></div>
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with a bunch of neo-Nazis. They of course have an ideology sprung form the
Third Reich, and equally have the same esoteric interests in supernatural artefacts,
especially ‘The Spear Of Destiny’.</span></span></div>
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as an actor, with his physical presence in the fight sequences is such that he
had the stuff that action heroes are made of, and should have done well in that
type of casting. It likely never came to pass because action cinema at the time
wasn’t looking for an All-American action hero type as much as it was
interested in bulked-up wrestler/ muscle builder type action film leads. He
comes off like a lithe and slimmer John Cena but with more convincing acting.</span></span></div>
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along the way they are coerced by some ‘little people’ living in the side of a
mountain to help them fight off raiding Mongol hordes (that look right out of
an historical epic). Their assistance gives them the next location on their
quest. Obviously, when they find the Amazon tribe it becomes Michele’s show.
The tribe would obviously see her as the only one they need deal with, if she
proves worthy.</span></span></div>
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Oropesa plays her champion warrior. The Amazon Queen will provide them with
information they need, but only if Michele wins in a fight to the death with
her champion warrior, and in the event she loses Slade’s life is on the line.
The women fight on a log surrounded by a ring of fire, with crocodiles below.
They fight with primitive swords. There is some genuinely good fight
choreography along with a few "courtesy" shots during their fight.</span></span></div>
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is achieved and Michele gets to pose statuesque like the warrior-queen of the
Celts, Boudicca. This a great b-movie, an R-Rated 12 chapter serial condensed
into one film, with the non-stop action and often preposterous plot twists that
characterized those old serials. It has a lot of similar raw elements of Jimmy
Wang Yu’s Fantasy Mission Force (1982), yet it plays a bit more coherently: I
hesitate to say more believably!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">J. Lee Thompson wrote the script from a story by producer
Anthony Maharaj. Thompson is old enough to remember the days of the matinee
chapter serials, and it is clear one or both of them intentionally structured
the story after their story conventions of impossible cliff-hanger captures and
escapes, and plot left turns all the way to end.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Thompson wrote the Charles Bronson film 10 to Midnight, in
addition to directing a whole slew of Bronson’s films -- St. Ives, The White
Buffalo, (the under-rated Casablanca homage) Cabo Blanco, 10 to Midnight, The
Evil That Men Do, Murphy’s Law, (the very uneven) Death Wish 4: The Crackdown,
Messenger of Death, and Kinjite: Forbidden Subjects. In the 60s he directed
full fledged classics The Guns Of Navarone, Cape Fear,
and MacKenna’s Gold. In the 70s he directed the franchise sequels, Conquest of
The Planet of The Apes and Battle For The Planet of The Apes. In addition to
his solid work on the Bronson pictures though he took a few left turns in the
80s to make the awful camp King Solomon’s Mines, and the not much better Chuck
Norris film, Firewalker.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidQkDJ8e8h5gryLgTAm-s-NqTc63zUgrEIWflQLtQg6aG0gli2KndJcUnJITmtMjCoyJR9ef449xfFd0JAZP5p_CnhnWBIzjtffYuJWlv161mnEgIECJAKTigd4vUW5R-Afm25slkFQ6g/s1600/future-hunters21.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidQkDJ8e8h5gryLgTAm-s-NqTc63zUgrEIWflQLtQg6aG0gli2KndJcUnJITmtMjCoyJR9ef449xfFd0JAZP5p_CnhnWBIzjtffYuJWlv161mnEgIECJAKTigd4vUW5R-Afm25slkFQ6g/s200/future-hunters21.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Robert Patrick is now most famous for his villainous role
in Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991), and his fill-in seasons on the Chris
Carter series X-Files while the series’ original male lead David Duchovny was
absent. He also starred in Hong Kong 97 (1994). His most recent role of note
was on the CBS television series The Unit.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Linda Carol appeared in many low-budget films and
direct-to-video features, but she may be most widely recognized for her role as
Jenny opposite Sybil Danning, and the Plasmatics’ lead singer Wendy O. Williams
in Reform School Girls (1986).</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Bruce Le was one of many actors/martial artists trotted
out to feed the kung fu film fan desire for Bruce Lee films that could never be
made after his passing. While many of the films were successful they were often
cheap cash-ins. By far his best film, and the one I feel most confident in
urging people to check out would be Shaolin Fists Of Fury aka Ninja Over The
Great Wall (1987).</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Richard Norton has had bigger roles in many films over the
years. He played villains in the Jackie Chan films City Hunter (1993) and Mr.
Nice Guy (1997). He was also in such films as Force: Five (1981), starred in
Return of The Kickfighter (1987) with Bruce Le and director Anthony Maharaj and
starred opposite Cynthia Rothrock in the China O’Brien movies (1990+91), and in
her Rage And Honor movies (1992+93) as well. He started off small in big
pictures of the genre with minor roles in the Chuck Norris films The Octagon
(1980) and Forced Vengence (1982).</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Hwang Jang Lee IS The Silver Fox.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The director, Cirio H. Santiago has a history in film
equally as long as Thompson’s. He did films with Roger Corman. He broke some
ground in the "Blaxplotation" era as well, for example directing the
urban-samurai/Nam film Fighting Mad (1978), and directing Playboy Playmate
Jeannie Bell’s starring turns in T.N.T. Jackson (1974) and in The Muthers
(1976); directing Mad Max-type films Stryker (1983), and Dune Warriors with
David Carradine (1991), Raiders Of The Sun also with Richard Norton (1992);
Viet Nam themed films like Killer Instinct also with Robert Patrick(1987), Kill
Zone with Carradine (1993); and martial arts films with Jerry Trimble, Live By
The Fist (1993) and One Man Army (1994). </span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Nathan Shumate's review from the <a href="http://www.coldfusionvideo.com/f/futurehunters.html">Cold Fusion Video</a> website:</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">If you've watched many new direct-to-video movies (or, as
the new term has it "D2DVD") in the past few years, you've noticed
just how many unimpressive movies there are cobbled together from old stock
footage, with minor "original" bits to tie it all together. (Such
movies show up with appalling regularity at Jabootu's Bad Movie Dimension.) </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">How does that relate to today's movie under discussion,
dating as it does to 1985? Well, the good news is that as far as I can tell,
every inch of footage was shot original to this motion picture. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The script, though, is just as Frankensteined together as
anything currently besmirching the new-release wall. </span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiciOvtAqeGVaQExxq3v4Z32wUFbPm90cFeJwckbdtEzkKE6-Xzc2rqj7WHH32MihCCN0FN789ImmNHJkbQ7mhg1b5plCTjb1LwsoznNFL0Cv5GewrLvuKp9JIJIHuUXMd6hxEUchb_8Lo/s1600/future-hunters20.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiciOvtAqeGVaQExxq3v4Z32wUFbPm90cFeJwckbdtEzkKE6-Xzc2rqj7WHH32MihCCN0FN789ImmNHJkbQ7mhg1b5plCTjb1LwsoznNFL0Cv5GewrLvuKp9JIJIHuUXMd6hxEUchb_8Lo/s200/future-hunters20.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I think I can even discern which borrowed elements were
used to make the initial pitch: "It's part Terminator, part Raiders of the
Lost Ark!" But that doesn't even begin to do justice to this hack job, which
also manages to incorporate The Maltese Falcon, Romancing the Stone, The Road
Warrior, any of several hundred interchangeable kung fu movies, every
"lost world of Amazons" movie ever made, and maybe even For Your
Height Only. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As a voiceover narration helpfully informs us, we begin in
2025, almost forty years after the world falls down and goes boom. There's one
man, Matthew, who is trying to find the legendary Spear of Longinus, the fabled
implement which pierced Christ's side and thus gained phenomenal (though vague)
powers, one of which is to travel through time. Matthew is trying to go back
forty years and keep the holocaust from happening. Yes, all of this information
(and more!) is contained in the narration; why bother with that namby
"visual storytelling" when you can just unload efficient exposition? </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And yup, there's Matthew (Richard Norton) himself, driving
a MadMaxMobile across an arid landscape, pursued by two more such contraptions.
As usual, gasoline doesn't seem to be in short supply; neither do the rounds
which Matthew's pursuers expend in automatic weapons fire. But Matthew outranks
them there -- they've got machine guns, but he's got a grenade launcher! </span></span></div>
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Zaar (David Light), who has a number of tanks at his disposal. Matthew is
captured and dragged to a bad matte painting of a fortress, escapes, runs next
door to the mission-style church (which everyone calls "the temple")
and, lo and behold, this is where Tsar is keeping the spear! How convenient! </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I should note that at least someone did some research. I
read a book a few years back that purportedly told the true story of the spear
of Longinus (though, naturally, it was also vague on what the spear could
actually do apart from poking crucified messiahs), and the prop they use here
does look like the picture in the book. Well, except for the animated-in glow
that pulses through it when Matthew picks it up. I'm hoping that really
mystically-charged artifacts have better special effects. Oh, and although
everyone calls it the "spear," it's actually just the spearhead --
it's a lot easier to run around with a desperately-sought artifact when it
isn't seven feet long. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">...And we roll opening credits and cut to 1986. The back
of the video says 1989, but that's easy enough to explain -- the movie was made
in 1985, but couldn't find anyone desperate/stupid enough to distribute it for
four more years. </span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPca-oBrweiSXIkQFdXfdWyokzoEaPc_KB7ZyLJ_P61jSvQSVTBgAVgiu2Q7h9uwOZGv3-cPssn5AkMvEoqiW1uSWHXjves-OVHKaAD3ytl8Gcs0i1fLbPEpIMe3YkbuRvd8mjutvImPg/s1600/future-hunters37.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPca-oBrweiSXIkQFdXfdWyokzoEaPc_KB7ZyLJ_P61jSvQSVTBgAVgiu2Q7h9uwOZGv3-cPssn5AkMvEoqiW1uSWHXjves-OVHKaAD3ytl8Gcs0i1fLbPEpIMe3YkbuRvd8mjutvImPg/s200/future-hunters37.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So. 1986, same church out in the desert, though it doesn't
look much better for wear than it does in forty years. In fact, the entire
landscape is just as arid and deserted as it is in the future. Are you sure
there was a nuclear apocalypse? (The matte painting is notably absent, though.)
A young couple is exploring the abandoned church. Actually, only Michelle
(Linda Carol) is exploring it, because she wants to be an anthropologist in
addition to a cafe owner because her dad died and all he left her was a bunch
of money. Her boyfriend Slade (Robert Patrick) is just hanging around, waiting
for her to be done; in addition, he helpfully gives us the chunk of Michelle's
backstory above through some exceptionally clumsy dialogue. (Well, exceptional
compared to most movies, not to what follows in this one.) </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As they get ready to leave, a small biker gang (ganglet?)
rides up and proceeds to molest them, because there's nothing bikers like
better than checking in on small abandoned churches in the desert to see if
there's anyone there to rape. They kick the tar out of Slade, and are about
ready to take turns with Michelle, when Matthew wakes up inside the church with
the spear in his hand -- he's been blown backward in time! He comes out of the
church and makes short work of the bikers (one of them melts into ash when
stabbed with the spearhead), but takes a bullet in a vital organ. </span></span></div>
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gives them the spear and a short, nonsensical description of it and its powers
before he expires in their backseat. His last words are to find someone named "Hightower"
who knows all about the spear's power and destiny. (That, and the fact that he
didn't know what they meant when they said they were "outside L.A." I can
understand his confusion -- I mean, is Los Angeles
supposed to look so much like the Philippines?) </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Slade's one of those "don't get involved"
people, and wants Michelle to forget all about it after they ditch the corpse
with the police, but he didn't see someone melt to ash like she did. Plus, I
guess he doesn't have the soul of a wanna-be great anthropologist. No, he's
just a cropduster mechanic. (Gee, wonder if that will come in handy later.) And
she's not the only one who thinks the spear might be important; while they're
cleaning up the cafe, a trio of standard-issue heavies come in, demand the
spearhead, and demonstrate that they really don't know how to wreck a
restaurant very well. They then leave because... um... customers are coming.
(Curses! In a cafe, of all places! Foiled again!) </span></span></div>
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he's one of the foremost experts on the spear of Longinus, and wouldn't you
know it, he's a member of the faculty right here at the local university. (In, L.A., I mean. Where this
is taking place. Not in the Philippines,
where of course this is not taking place.) Unfortunately, Hightower has
disappeared somewhere around Hong Kong on one
of his expeditions, according to Professor Fielding (Ed Crick), who offers to
take the spear off her hands. When she refuses, he then offers to put Hightower
in touch with her as soon as he resurfaces, and she gives him her address.
(Let's see -- you want the professor to contact you, and you know that bad guys
are trying to take the spear by force; wouldn't leaving your phone number be
more appropriate? On the other hand, the bad guys seemed to intuit who she was
and where she ran her cafe,so...) </span></span></div>
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encroaching on the shoulder of the road!), and only her defensive driving
skills keep them alive. She and Slade decide that the most sensible thing to do
would be to fly to Hong Kong and try to find
Hightower. After all, there are only six million people in the city, all
speaking a language they don't know; how hard could it be? </span></span></div>
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to track someone down than a taxi driver?). And what's even more, he's Bruce
Li! That's quite the ace in the hole, especially when (after driving around
pointing at the tall buildings -- these three minutes brought to you by the Hong
Kong Tourism Commission) Slade and Li take a trip to the Forbidden Pagoda of
the Silver Fox, where Hightower was rumored to have been. Well, they don't find
Hightower, but they do find an old kung fu master who cops a "Which part
of 'forbidden' don't you understand?" attitude and wipes the floor with
Slade. </span></span></div>
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means that for the next ten minutes, we're going to forget about the plot and
watch Li and the kung fu master whup on each other. Hey, we've even got those
exaggerated hand-to-hand sound effects that were notably absent when the master
beat up Slade. </span></span></div>
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tries to -- but it's mercifully cut short when a mysterious sniper shoots the
kung fu master, although he apparently meant to plug Slade. Slade and Li make a
half-hearted effort to find the sniper, but get sidetracked into looking around
the pagoda for signs of Hightower. But after ten seconds of diligent searching
and finding no obvious graffiti on the walls that says "Hightower was here
but went thataway," they shrug their shoulders and trot on their merry
way. (They also find no one else taking care of the pagoda. I guess one kung fu
master per historic landmark is sufficient.) </span></span></div>
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once more entertaining thugs (but this time, it's Asian thugs) who're on the
trail of the spear. More fighting ensues (man, they oughtta bottle that Bruce
Li and sell him in corner stores), and the thug leader spills the beans about
Hightower being somewhere in -- the Philippines! Boy, I thought we'd
never get there! And extra weirdness: Hightower is supposed to be looking for
the fabled Venus Valley, an Amazon-inhabited lost world somewhere in southeast
Asia where the shaft of the spear is hidden; the spear and the shaft have to be
brought together to have any power (excepting, one assumes, that whole
"travelling through time" thing, and that "turning the impaled
to ash" thing). </span></span></div>
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we go, where Slade and Michelle ooh and ah some more at the buildings (these
three minutes brought to you by the Philippine Tourism Commission). But there's
a mysterious someone who's waiting for them -- an evil, nefarious white supremacist
who wants the spear to rid the world of all the inferior races, even if it
takes a nuclear cleansing! We don't see his face right off, but that's okay;
he's got the most overacting hands I've ever seen, which makes up for it. And
really -- given that there are absolutely NO other characters it could possible
be (unless you think it's Bruce Li), I'll just clue you in: It's Professor
Fielding, the guy from the university who offered to relieve Michelle of the
spear. And let's just think about this: a), how can someone on an academic's
salary afford a foreign villa, plus all the equipment for his neo-Nazi army?
and b) would a white supremacist be really happy with his secret hideout in the
Philippines,
surrounded by, you know, all those brown people (quite a few of whom are among
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hotel; many luggage carts and potted plants figure in the ensuing chase, as you
can well imagine. The goons grab Michelle, and Slade follows in a convenient
vehicle. Check this: Apparently the international date line runs right through
the Philippines,
because mid-pursuit it changes from the pitch-black night to the middle of the
day. Slade, ex-Marine that he is, fights his way through Nazi fodder to the
inner room where Fielding and his chief goon loom over Michelle and the
much-sought Professor Hightower (Paul Holmes), the latter manacled to the wall.
Fielding triumphantly pulls the spear from Michelle's shoulder bag, and... they
leave. Kill the captives here and now? Nah -- not when he can fire rockets at
his own villa from a helicopter to kill them, right? But Slade and Michelle had
enough time to escape the villa first (Hightower, not so much), and gee,
wouldn't you know it, there's a second chopper right there, ready to go. Heck,
an extra copy of Fielding's flight plans to the Venus Valley
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another when it proudly displays the fact, practically walking up to you,
slapping you in the face, and proclaiming, "We're not even trying!" </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But this chase doesn't get very far, because Fielding has
a remote explosive wired to his second chopper. But he waits long enough before
pushing the button that Slade and Michelle can jump to safety in the water. And
it's only a minor delay; on land, Slade immediately finds a small aircraft
hangar and steals a single-prop plane. And of course, he's got the flight plan
memorized, so off they go after Fielding again. But now there's no place to
land near the right coordinates, and they're almost out of fuel, so they have
to bail out again (using a parachute this time) while the plane crashes. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We'll cut short their bickering "banter" in the
jungle; suffice it to say that, for the first time since I originally saw
Romancing the Stone, I really wished I were watching it again instead. But
that's all cut short when they stumble, yes, right into the Nazi camp and into
Fielding's clutches. Michelle's again almost about to be given the "rough
love" treatment by one of the Nazis (boy, does she ever attract Mr. Wrong)
when the camp is attacked... </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">...by Mongols. </span></span></div>
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want to poke at my cerebral cortex with a straight pin until I skewer that
specific memory. Why are there Mongols on horseback, with swords and primitive
firearms, inhabiting a Philippine jungle? Not only is there no answer, no one
even acts like it's a question. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cue really boring battle between Nazis and Mongols as a
lot of extras we've never seen before get killed. Ten minutes later, when the
smoke clears, Slade and Michelle have once again escaped into the jungle with
the spear. And there, they meet... </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Okay, let me preface this. I'm thinking that the original
intention was to get this movie into drive-ins, and the assumption was that by
this time, just about everyone there would be making out and paying no
attention to the screen. (After all, who wouldn't be turned on by all the
"jungle bickering" bits? Not to mention all of the "Michelle
almost gets gangraped yet again" scenes.) And you know, if I were at the
drive-in for this flick, I'd neck with just about anything to distract me from
the feature. But you really have to feel bad for anyone who was getting
hot'n'heavy, happened to glance up at the screen, and saw... </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">... midget Filipino cavepeople. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Seriously. It's like they hired every midget, dwarf, and
other variety of little person in the Philippines (plus a few children
thrown in to fill out their numbers) to wrap themselves in burlap and meet
Slade and Michelle in the jungle. They're a friendly sort, but they've been
having awful trouble with the Mongols, so they make a deal with Slade and
Michelle: You help us defeat the Mongols, we'll show you where the Venus Valley
is. (You know, where the spear's shaft is. That goes with the head of the spear
of Longinus. That Matthew brought back from the future. I thought you'd
appreciate the recap, since we've moved so far away from the initial premise
that the opening scenes must seem like a distant memory.) </span></span></div>
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Michelle, and the Mighty Munchkins sneak up on the Mongol camp and attack. Here
are some things you may not know about Mongols: Their camps are liberally
decorated with oil drums. And they buy modern chemicals in plastic containers
to mix their own gunpowder for their primitive firearms. Oh, and despite their
reputation as ruthless warriors, they can be easily taken on their hometurf by
a dozen midgets and two whiny Americans. </span></span></div>
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Mongols are wiped out, and the cave-dwarfs cheerfully point the way to the Venus Valley.
Of course, before they get that far... you guessed it. Right into the hands of
the Nazis again. By this time, I was about ready to slip Fielding a Jackson to just kill them
and be done with it, but no; before he can do anything decisive -- Amazon
attack! (Filipino Amazon attack.) They kill a bunch of Nazis and take Slade and
Michelle prisoner. </span></span></div>
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Amazon declares that the only way to earn the right to go up to the cave at the
end of the valley is single combat. Not Slade; Michelle. Boy, that'd be a real
nailbiter if we cared. As it is, despite the fact that the awkward Michelle is
facing the Amazons' undefeated champion, it takes little time for her to knock
her opponent into the crocodile pit and earn their passage. </span></span></div>
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you expecting?) Oh, and Fielding, showing up for his last-ditch attempt to get
the whole spear-and-accessory set for himself. Slade and Fielding fight;
Fielding gets killed with the spearhead. (Oh, irony... or something.)
Naturally, the cave decides to collapse into huge styrofoam boulders, but Slade
and Michelle are dug out by... the cavemidgets. ("Hey, we've paid for the
whole troupe through Thursday -- maybe we should use them again!") </span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcU2IoWZsJd8v3EAqbpVuoV_jkCLlUqZR4WjCGDb03R8C_5FfInf9tVyDaAolGm8uXcbrSzTvEgBrpITfK_blY9OIwi38KLZuhNpWCcyVfhU2dJbfU5pYRNZ650d7nK01_qNDYa4e9thc/s1600/Future+Hunters+photo+18.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcU2IoWZsJd8v3EAqbpVuoV_jkCLlUqZR4WjCGDb03R8C_5FfInf9tVyDaAolGm8uXcbrSzTvEgBrpITfK_blY9OIwi38KLZuhNpWCcyVfhU2dJbfU5pYRNZ650d7nK01_qNDYa4e9thc/s200/Future+Hunters+photo+18.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This pitiful excuse for a motion picture comes to us
courtesy of Cirio H. Santiago, notorious hack director from the Corman stable
who has quite possibly directed more forgettable post-apocalyptic movies than
anyone before or since (with the possible exception of Albert Pyun). But even
having seen several of Santiago's
other movies, I still couldn't anticipate that he could put his hand to such an
ill-conceived -- or unconceived -- project. It's a movie that surprises and
horrifies you by hitting what you thought was bottom pretty early, then digging
several sub-basements below that. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">More horrifying is that the screenplay is by J.L. (aka
"J. Lee") Thompson, director of the last two Planet of the Apes
movies. Thank whatever you hold holy that, of all the filched crap that shows
up in here, he didn't throw in any talking chimps. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And in retrospect, it's easy to see the best part of the
movie: Richard Norton as Mad Max ripoff Matthew, waaaaay back there at the
beginning. Sure, he's no master thespian, but his fight scenes were energetic
and well-paced, looking natural and unchoreographed. I could have watched
ninety minutes of meaningless post-apocalyptic combat of that caliber pretty
easily, relatively speaking... </span></span></div>
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back in time, there's no reason to suppose that a world-cleansing freak like
Fielding would have ever had a chance to get ahold of it... so the only thing
making the apocalypse possible is the effort of the man trying to keep the
apocalypse from happening. </span></span></div>
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and pointless than previously supposed. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Joe Bob Briggs' intro from his <a href="http://www.joebobbriggs.com/mvtranscripts/futurehunters.html">website</a>:</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'm Joe Bob Briggs, and tonight on
"MonsterVision" we've got one of the finest futuristic post-holocaust
kung-fu road movies with sledgehammer-carrying midgets ever filmed in the Philippines. Of
course, who else could I be talking about than the legendary Cirio Santiago,
director of some 500 Filipino movies, and the total combined budget of those
films has STILL not topped the hundred-dollar mark. One of the wonders of
modern civilization.</span></span></div>
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that young children frequently write in to "MonsterVision," even
though this show comes on WAY past their bedtimes, and sometimes they're
seeking advice from "Uncle Joe Bob." Since all of these children are
criminals and liars who shouldn't be watching this show anyway, I felt like
maybe I should do my part to influence their delicate young minds. Hence, a few
tips from my own childhood.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">First of all, your SISTER is always the enemy, guys. Never
forget this. Your sister was placed in your family by God in order to be
terrorized by you. Lemme give you an example. I used to say the following words
to my own sister: "In exactly one minute, I'm going to copy everything you
say." She would start SCREAMING at me. "No, you're NOT." I would
just placidly look up at the second hand on the clock, inexorably sweeping
closer and closer to the dreaded twelve.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Now. You're thinking, "So what? Unoriginal. Everyone
has done the old 'I'm gonna copy you' torture." But here's the beauty of
it. The BEST part is the minute BEFORE you start copying her. It's the WAITING
A MINUTE to copy her that makes it so brutally perfect. She'll talk the whole
minute. "I'm not gonna say anything." "If you copy me, I'll copy
you." Just chuckle when she says this. Even if she goes to the ultimate
threat: "I'll tell Mama!" You might want to respond to this one:
"You'll tell Mama what? That I was exercising my Constitutional rights of
free speech to copy you?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Actually, my own sister tried to follow through on that
threat. Most of my terror was carried out while I was the official family
babysitter. So she would write notes to my mom. First I would say, "Well,
your bedtime is before she gets home, so I'll just find the note and tear it
up." This would require her to clutch it in her fist while falling asleep,
or hide it under her pillow. But here's the best part. When she finally got the
note to my mother, usually the next day, it would say something like "Joe
Bob copied me." And you know what Moms do when they see a note like that?
They say "Isn't that cute? We should save that note for our
scrapbook."</span></span></div>
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audience of guys evading their bedtimes. But right now it's time for Robert
Patrick, star of "Terminator 2," and his foxy girlfriend to run
through the Filipino jungle fighting Nazis, Amazon warrior tribes, kung fu
masters, white flesh-eating crocodiles, while searching for the sacred crystal
Spear of Destiny. I'll do those drive-in totals at the first break. Roll film.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[fading] Also starring Bruce Li! Remember when Bruce Lee
died, the Hong Kong filmmakers came up with
all these other martial artists named Bruce. Bruce Lo, Bruce Lay, Bruce Law.
Well, Bruce Li was one of the best. He's got a battle in here with Wang Chang
Lee that's one of the funniest dang kung fu fight scenes I've ever witnessed.
And I'm the guy who DISCOVERED "Mad Monkey Kung Fu" and introduced it
to the west. Little known fact.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Nothing like the old crystal Spear of Longinus to break up
a sexual assault by a biker gang that preys on female anthropologists. See,
they trick you. You THINK it's gonna be a post-holocaust "Mad Max"
sorta deal, then they switch to a "Raiders of the Lost Ark" Spear of
Longinus subplot, then they've got sweaty evil biker gangs screwing up the
time-travel plot. I admit, I WAS a little confused there for a minute -- when
we flashed back from 2025 to 1986, I thought maybe we were seeing Matthew when
he was younger. But now I see they're two different guys. The one from 2025 is
the great B-movie actor Richard Norton -- "Karate Cops,"
"Ironheart," "Rage and Honor," one AND two, of course. And
the younger guy is Robert Patrick, otherwise known as the T-1000 from
"Terminator 2," as I mentioned earlier. We'll talk more about him
later--for now let's do those drive-in totals I promised. We have: Seventy dead
bodies. Three motor vehicle chases, with five crash-and-burns. Hand-biting.
Stabbing. Exploding helicopter. Exploding airplane. Exploding tent. Exploding
Nazi. Spear to the back. Multiple spears to the chest. Candelabra to the head.
One swordfight. Multiple Kung Fu. Suitcase Fu. Ex-Marine Fu. Midget Fu. Babes
in fur bikinis, rassling over an alligator pit. Three and a half stars. Let us
continue.</span></span></div>
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Blood, Holy Grail," by the way. A lot of guys ARE searching for it, and
the BBC guys think they know where it is. The Masons have it or something.
Longinus was the guy who pierced the side of Jesus, and the wooden spear he
used to do that is called the Spear of Longinus, or the Spear of Destiny. It's
the second most holy object sought by holy-object-seekers. After the holy grail
itself. Did you follow that? The crystal thing, though. Cirio Santiago made
that up, I think. I don't think the Roman soldiers had crystal spears. So to
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Whew! Good thing Michelle is wearing that bra and panties
when she delivers those lines. That gal is a magnet for attempted sexual
assaults, though, isn't she? We're only a half hour into this thing and she's
already been attacked twice. Okay, meeting Robert Patrick and Linda Carol --
that's the actress's name -- wow! is that a producer's girlfriend name or WHAT?
-- "Starring Linda Carol as the girl who couldn't say no" -- meeting
Robert and Linda at the Hong Kong airport is
Bruce Li. The great Bruce Li, star of many a Hong Kong
kung fu picture. Hey, you know what just occurred to me about the "Raiders
of the Lost Ark" ripoff aspect of this picture? They didn't wanna hire TWO
actors in the Philippines,
so Linda Carol is both the archeologist and the cafe owner--she plays the
Harrison Ford part AND the Karen Allen part. And Robert Patrick is just the
wimp along for the ride. Which we're gonna prove in this next section. Bruce Li
and Wang Chang Lee engage in one of THE funniest, most imaginatively
choreographed kung fu matches ever filmed -- it's really the highlight of this
movie -- and Bobby just kinda stands around going "Uh, need any
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Psycho biker in "Warlords from Hell." Psycho cowboy in
"Equalizer 2000." Psycho terrorist in "Die Hard 2." Why
does he always need "psycho" in front of his name? Wasn't he also in
that Teri Hatcher movie that set all the records for internet downloads? What
was that thing called? Robert Patrick, right? The man is everywhere.</span></span></div>
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"Telegram." Michelle has her sexy bathrobe on. SHOULD she answer?
"Telegram." She won't open the door. Then they give her the line she
just can't argue with. "You've got to sign for it." So she opens the
door and sets off on yet ANOTHER attempted sexual assault. Okay, we're goin to Manila. Did I forget to
mention that this flick was directed by Cirio Santiago? One THE most famous
Filipino directors around. His father, Ciriaco Santiago, started Premiere
Productions in Manila, which is still one of the
biggest studios in the Philippines.
Cirio runs it now. Cirio was one of the first guys to cast blacks as action
heroes, so you could call him a pioneer of the Blaxploitation genre. Remember
"T.N.T. Jackson" from 1975? That was Cirio Santiago. Then in the
eighties he did a bunch of low-budget Vietnam war movies like
"Firehawk." Made over twenty flicks with Roger Corman, although
"Future Hunters" isn't one of em. In fact, a lot of pretty big
directors started out working with Cirio Santiago -- he and Jonathan Demme
co-produced a flick called "Hot Box" -- I'm sure you guys have all
seen that. Then Demme went on to do "Silence of the Lambs." Carl
Franklin, the guy who did "Devil in a Blue Dress" and "One False
Move," he directed "Eye of the Eagle 2" for Cirio. I'll give you
more of an overview of the Filipino cinema later. For now, let's do the ads and
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"The Vampire Hookers," of course, is a classic. You might know it as
"Ladies of the Night." "Nam Angels" from 1988.
"She-Devils in Chains." It's no wonder the Filipino president made
Cirio president of the Philippines Film Development Funds in 95. You guys know
how much "The Vampire Hookers" made, compared to what it cost? Well .
. . a lot, I'm sure. I should look that up sometime. Remember the poster for
"Vampire Hookers"? "They tease, they squeeze, they're ready to
please."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Don't you love it when the motor vehicle chase starts in
the nighttime but ends up in broad daylight. That was a LONG mother of a chase,
wasn't it? And you know that wherever you see a fruit stand in a chase scene,
they're gonna bust over the fruit stand, right? But a fruit stand in the middle
of the night? Do they HAVE that in the Philippines? Fresh prunes at 2
a.m.? Then we've got the machinegun fire in the lobby of the Manila Hilton, the
old "let's leave our flight plan in the OTHER helicopter and maybe they'll
try to fly the other helicopter and then we can blow it up by remote
control" trick, and about five minutes back, was I hearing right? Did the
Nazi professor stop the big guy from shooting the heroes by saying, "No,
no! That would spoil our fun!"? I must not of heard that right. </span></span></div>
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samurai on horseback, preceded by an airplane crash and followed by a gunbattle
on a rope bridge? Is that what I just watched? I thought so. And I can't
believe they killed off Bauer, the Nazi bodyguard in the knee socks. He had a
good look going. He was being true to his German roots. You guys ever been to Germany? Socks
and sandals -- big look over there. Anyway, the bad guys had a great offensive
strategy there on the footbridge, didn't they? "Hans, run out there and
kill that couple on the bridge. No, no, don't shoot them -- HIT them with your
gun. I don't CARE if they have ouzis! Just go! Okay, Hans is dead. Wolfgang! Go
hit those people with your gun!" All right, we still got midgets and
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have no idea. We just had a major battle, and I don't even know who those guys
were. You know who they probly are? They represent nature, going against the
evil forces of man gone bad. The horse being the classic image of rural life.
That was the Ingmar Bergman part of the flick. I think Ingmar did the second
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">That Michelle, she's always falling out of her dress,
isn't she? What a goofball. Is she still wearing her high heels in the jungle?
I thought so. And that was the famous sledgehammer-wielding tribe of midgets
against the Mongol horde saltpeter and nitrates lab sequence, complete with
dynamite-stick hurling, chest-spearing, and, of course, plenty of crossbow
action. Actually my favorite bit of violence was not any of that stuff. It was
when the four midgets just jump on the guy and stomp him to death. All of which
could only exist in the Filipino cinema! They shot part of this flick in
Trinidad, and part of it right here in L.A., but
a lot of it's shot in and around Manila.
Filipinos love movies, and they make about 150 of their own every year, so they
can be full of the stuff they like best: sex and violence, melodrama, toilet
humor, fantasy, horror, and sex and violence. There are a handful of early guys
who were serious filmmakers, like Lamberto Avellana, Manong Gerry de Leon,
Manuel Conde, and Cirio Santiago himself, who used to do the occasional art
film, but lately they haven't been too proud of their output. I'm not making a
judgment, I say this because a little while ago, the Filipino government itself
created a couple of organizations to improve things, like the Cultural Center
of the Philippines.
The trouble was, the Filipino audience LIKED the stuff that was being made. So
you know what the government decided to do? Affect the demand -- CHANGE THE
AUDIENCE. They started doing these traveling workshops in the provinces on how
to watch films. They have marathon screenings of classic films:
"Rashoman," "A Clockwork Orange," "The Bicycle
Thief," -- 34 flicks in eight days -- with discussions afterwards. These
people didn't need to WATCH "A Clockwork Orange" -- they were living
it. Anyhow, these organizations are trying to teach the audience how to
"read" films, that in order to appreciate Filipino movies, you have
to watch out for the film's cultural subtext, blah blah blah. I'll teach you
how to "read" a Filipino movie. You just go, "Hey! Two-hundred
midgets with crossbows! Cool!" All right, best part, coming up after the
commercials.</span></span></div>
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Patrick and Linda Carol's help. They seemed to do pretty well on their own. I
think they just wanted to keep em around in case Linda Carol's dress fell off
completely. A sundress and white pumps -- not very practical for an
anthropologist, is it? And after Labor Day, no less.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And the Filipinos do know how to end a movie, don't they?
An earthquake, an avalanche, a speared Nazi and a midget rescue. And, of
course, you can't go wrong with catfighting Amazons in fur bikinis, dangling
over the flesh-eating crocodile pit. That was Ursula Marquez as the amazon
queen--"Future Hunters" was the first in a series of one movies for
Ursula. A woman with two amazing talents, matched only by the two talents of
Elizabeth Oropesa as the huntress. That alligator had one sumptuous snack.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Okay, I wanna let you know that next week we have an
encore-performance of the classic "Planet of the Apes." Charlton
Heston bares his bewtocks and kisses a monkey, not necessarily in that order,
in the science fiction standard. If you missed it last time we showed it, do
NOT repeat that mistake.</span></span></div>
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light at the end of the tunnel just may be a muzzle flash.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2K5tkhQmJgvPuuz4v8WzQDE4DR4v6-n1CvWWh2PrPMswrPy_lPXEXhjuLGtfNiBu6L3p-U-Hwl7pbEZcltG20d9Nlhvsb2Ci4UNIQd1kTL1iWWJ9x4ZZYLXkn4BS6ePaBcab8NxnQ4Y/s1600/Future+Hunters+photo+34.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2K5tkhQmJgvPuuz4v8WzQDE4DR4v6-n1CvWWh2PrPMswrPy_lPXEXhjuLGtfNiBu6L3p-U-Hwl7pbEZcltG20d9Nlhvsb2Ci4UNIQd1kTL1iWWJ9x4ZZYLXkn4BS6ePaBcab8NxnQ4Y/s200/Future+Hunters+photo+34.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">You guys hear the one about the team of archaeologists who
are excavating in Israel
when they come upon a cave? Written on the wall of the cave are symbols of a
woman, a donkey, a shovel, a fish, and a Star of David. The writings are
determined to be at least three thousand years old. The piece of stone is
removed, brought to the museum, and archaeologists from around the world come
to study the ancient symbols. They hold a huge meeting after months of
conferences to discuss the meaning of the markings. The President of the
society points at the first drawing and says: "This looks like a woman. We
can judge that this race was family-oriented and held women in high esteem. You
can also tell they were intelligent, as the next symbol resembles a donkey, so,
they were smart enough to have animals help them till the soil. The next
drawing looks like a shovel of some sort, which means they even had tools to
help them. Even further proof of their high intelligence is the fish, which
means that if a famine had hit the earth, and the food didn't grow, they would
take to the sea for food. The last symbol appears to be the Star of David which
means they were evidently Hebrews." The audience applauds. But a little
old man stands up in the back of the room and says, "Idiots! Hebrew is
read from right to left. It says: 'Holy Mackerel, Dig The Ass On That
Woman!'"</span></span></div>
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a while the priest turns to the rabbi and asks, "Is it still a requirement
of your faith that you not eat pork?" Rabbi says, "Yes, that is still
one of our beliefs." The priest then asks, "Have you ever eaten
pork?" Rabbi says, "Yes, on one occasion I did succumb to
temptations, and tasted pork." The priest nods in an understanding way and
goes on reading. A few minutes later, the rabbi asks the priest, "Is it
still a requirement of your church that you remain celibate?" Priest says,
"Oh, yes celibacy is a requirement." Rabbi asks him, "Have you
ever fallen to the temptations of the flesh?" Priest says, "Yes,
Rabbi, on one occasion, I broke with my faith." Rabbi nods in an
understanding way, then says, "A lot better than pork, isn't it?" </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Discussion from the <a href="http://www.internalbleeding.net/2009/01/future-hunters/">Internal Bleeding</a> website:</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">From all the movies I've seen that take place at least 20
years in the future, things are going to be pretty bleak for us, with the post-apocalyptic
world and all. We visit another one of
these era's in Cirio H. Santiago's 1986 film Future Hunters, where everything
is all Mad Max, and people chase each other around in cars looking to get a leg
up on the competition. In this case,
Matthew (Richard Norton) is being chased and in order to save the world, he has
to get his hands on the spear that pierced Jesus' chest, the spear of
destiny. He manages to grab it seconds
before he's about to be blown up, and his contact with the spearhead transports
him 39 years to the past - from 2025 all the way back to 1986, and in proximity
to our main subjects, Michelle and Slade (Robert Patrick). After Matthew is shot and on his way to
death's door, he fills in Michelle and Slade on what the spearhead is, and that
they need to contact a "Hightower" in order to learn how to save the
future... Wow... heavy, man.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Michelle is an anthropology student, and she runs a bar
near LA. She believes Matthew, even
though he sounds batshit crazy. Slade,
on the other hand, thinks that the guy was just a wackjob, and that they should
get rid of the spear as soon as possible.
After some thugs come looking for the spear they decide they should look
a little deeper into this Hightower fellow, and find out that he's a doctor
that's been doing a lot of research on the spearhead itself. While they can't find Dr. Hightower at the
local university, they do find an associate of his that can help bring the
spearhead to him in Hong Kong. Michelle and Slade decide to investigate Hong Kong themselves, and choose wisely, because soon a
car is following them to gain information about the spear. Hong Kong ends up being a gateway to an
unbelievable adventure including Nazi's, a tribe of Mongols, and an army of
little people, amongst other things, but will they ever find Hightower and find
out what the business of this spear is all about?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sean: Nazi's, Mongols, Little People, and did I forget to
mention Amazons above? I must have
forgotten that, since there are so many directions this movie goes
towards. It seems like they give you
just enough information to follow along before they move towards something
else. Hell, sometimes they don't even
give you that much. I have to say
though, if I had to go through all of this crap fighting all these different
groups, I'd want to be with Robert Patrick's character. He plays Slade, the former marine who used to
be an airplane mechanic during his time.
Because he was a marine, I guess that means he knows how to beat ass
against Kung Fu masters (he's so good he gets to fight along side Bruce Lee
clone, Bruce Le) and sword fight with the best scimitar wielding Mongol
leaders. He's an expert pilot who can
fly any aircraft and tell it's top speed and max range just by sitting in it,
even though his only experience is as a mechanic. Did I mention that he's a marine? I'm telling you, I wouldn't go to war without
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Raz: Yeah, this movie is pretty crazy. Your brain will explode, because of all of
the crap this movie throws at you. I
caught my self wondering several times,
"Am I watching the same movie?
When did they throw in a kung fu flick?
Is that Bruce Lee fighting Pai Mei?" It seems like they tried to fit every action
move genre into this movie. It doesn't
seem like it has that much dialog ether.
In the beginning during the "Mad Max" future car chase, there
was a bunch of gun fire and explosions. During this whole sequence there is
probably two lines, after eight minutes. You definitely don't have to think
much while you're watching it, although you may think that you are watching
like, ten different movies.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sean: This thing was full of bad edits and
inconsistencies. There's a car chase
(with required car driving into a fruit stand to avoid an accident), and at the
start of the car chase, it's night time.
After the chase goes on for about 3 or 4 minutes, the screen goes dark
for about 1/2 a second, and it's all the sudden day time. It's as if the whole preceding 3 or 4 minutes
was all inside of a tunnel, and you finally got out of it. In another scene, our main characters have to
jump out of a helicopter seconds before it explodes. They leap straight down into the water, the
helicopter explodes, and there's no wreckage... or at least it never falls out
of the sky. One of my favorites is
during a gunfight on a wooden bridge where one of the baddies gets a grenade
put down the back of his shirt. It takes
about a minute for the grenade to explode and when it does, one of the main bad
guys is holding the exploding dude. The
next scene that guy is shown running with the rest of his Nazi buddies,
although he never shoes up again. There
are several more of these, and I could probably fill another couple paragraphs
with them, but the film still manages to stay fun, and I had to just chalk
these up to the fun of the movie.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Raz: I love how they reuse movie props these days. The spear of destiny prop looked exactly like
the one they used in the Constantine
movie released in 2005. It's like they
started filming Constantine
in the same studio as Future Hunters and they were like "Hey! This spear head would be a great prop for the
spear of destiny we need." I guess
it is a spear head though. It's metal,
it has a point, it's triangular, so yeah I guess a lot of spear heads would look
the same. Another thing that is so great
about this movie is that they get these actors that look just like the actors
from the really popular movies they are pulling the genres out of. For example Mathew, looks kinda like Mel
Gibson and he tries really hard with his two lines to sound like him. Liu looks just like Bruce Lee. Well he is Bruce Le, the popular Bruce Lee
look alike.</span></span></div>
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adventure that it just cuts away so abruptly.
You would have thought there would have at least been a voice over or
some text on the screen or something.
It's not arty enough to just be able to end like that, I needed some
more cheese, man... All in all though, it's a good, fun action/adventure move in
the vein of "Romancing the Stone" and "Raiders of the Lost
Ark" (it even has the Nazi's!) If you can put up with all the
inconsistencies, poor edits and continuity problems it's totally worth the
time. I mean, where else are you going
to find an army of little people!? I
give Future Hunters 3 confusing plot holes out of 5.</span></span></div>
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disappointing. It's like they didn't
know how to end the movie so they were like "Eh... The movie is long enough, let's end it here". Overall
I liked this movie though. The movie
threw so much action at me that I never lost interest. The plot holes and editing problems were just
hilarious. I give Future Hunters 3
reused movie props out of 5. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Matt's review from the <a href="http://www.mattmovieguy.com/2009/07/future-hunters-1986.html">Direct To Video Connoisseur</a> blog:</span></b></span></div>
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after I'd reviewed a few other films from the late, great, Cirio H. Santiago.
The combination of Robert Patrick and Richard Norton sounded great. It took
some work to get it on VHS on Amazon, but I did, so here it is.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Future Hunters starts in the future, where Richard Norton
lives in this post-apocalyptic wasteland. He needs to get his hands on the
spear that pierced Jesus Christ so he can travel back in time, put it on a
special shaft, and prevent the nuclear war that started the apocalypse.
Unfortunately, when he makes it to the present day, he bumps into Robert
Patrick and his woman getting attacked by bikers, and in the process of
defending them, he's fatally wounded. Now it's up to Patrick and his woman to
join the spear with the shaft in order to save the world.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is bad. Bad in a good way, maybe; but definitely bad.
First off, do not, under any circumstances, watch this alone. You need people
around you to make this one work. To give you an idea, moviewise, this is akin
to Alien From LA. Ever seen that one on MST3K? It's great with Mike and the
'Bots making fun of it, but if you were stuck with it by yourself, you'd be in
trouble. I'd love to see an MST3K version of this film too.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPjcNfP3p4mTmLAB5qsxWFsL1_MNZgoQjx9UnnkKpuTem5ddCNYq_VzCVGUCcJXMWQ9Wi7Tphd_HNC2fSvFLgmX4VyHmW8dIt2jemKvFBYUSqMe7DZESXI5MiOutzoKTH26c4PA52Nek/s1600/future-hunters35.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPjcNfP3p4mTmLAB5qsxWFsL1_MNZgoQjx9UnnkKpuTem5ddCNYq_VzCVGUCcJXMWQ9Wi7Tphd_HNC2fSvFLgmX4VyHmW8dIt2jemKvFBYUSqMe7DZESXI5MiOutzoKTH26c4PA52Nek/s200/future-hunters35.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The biggest problem is the length. We pretty much see the
same things over and over: Patrick and his woman get close to something, then
the baddies show, and they have a close call, and then we repeat. There were
some great individual scenes, making it perfect for watching with friends,
because in the spaces of nothingness in between, you can talk about how you're
going to tell your staff you're hiking the Appalachian Trail, when, in reality,
you're planning to see you're mistress in Argentina.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is the fourth Robert Patrick film we've covered here
at the DTVC. He was kind of weird here, because in the beginning, he couldn't
hold his own against three bikers, and then later, he announces "I was in
the Marines", and suddenly he's great at hand-to-hand combat. Still, the
novelty of the Liquid Metal Terminator never wears off, and it's still good
here. Again, another reason why this is more enjoyable among friends.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This has Bruce Le, not to be confused with Bruce Li, or
the real deal, Bruce Lee. He was great for the five minutes he was there. I was
expecting him to hang around and help Patrick for the rest of the movie, but
for some reason he didn't. It was like being invited to dinner, offered a
smidge of caviar, then told the rest of the meal will be tuna casserole. Eww.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Since Richard Norton was barely in it, I decided to devote
the final paragraph to Cirio H. Santiago. This fall, he will be the second
director, after Albert Pyun, to make the DTVC Hall of Fame. That makes sense,
because he's probably the second best DTV director of all time, after Pyun. He
unfortunately died last September from lung cancer. Looking him up on imdb, I
see that he not only did much for the DTV film industry, but he did even more
for the art of filmmaking in his native Philippines. He will be missed.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I really think this is a fun movie if watched in a group;
but alone you'll just be bored to tears. There isn't enough to grab onto for a
solo mish, and the good parts are even better when you have people there to
laugh at it and mock it along with you. Believe me, it's much better to get
through the down parts if you have someone there to talk about how you need
your parents to pay off the girl you were just having an affair with down in
Argentina.</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review from the<a href="http://www.kulteyebleeder.blogspot.com.au/2010/10/future-hunters-1986.html"> Kult Eye Bleeder</a> blog:</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Film starts as post apocalyptic movie. Year is 2025 and
world has been a wasteland for last 40 years. One man can save the world by
finding the spearhead that was used to kill the Christ and he must touch it to
go back in time. Yeah, that's right. He finds the spear and is transported back
in time to LA. Year is 1987.</span></span></div>
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Carol) finds him wounded, man tells them that they have to return the spearhead
to it's original shaft. Man from the post apocalyptic world drops dead. Couple
start their journey to find the shaft. Bad guys are of course after the spear
so that they can unleash the evil powers and rule the world.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Wild mix of genres in this one. Post apocalyptic movie
turn into present day drama, then suddenly some kung fu is thrown in and rest
of movie is sort "Romancing the Stone" rip off. Movie also includes
tribe of Amazon women, rose sniffing bad guy (that was SO over the top that i
totally cracked up), lots of cardboard stones and all kinds of crazy shit.</span></span></div>
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ready for some really over the top WTF moments.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[US/Filipino co-production shot around Baguio, with second
unit in New York and possibly Los Angeles; production supervised by Roger
Corman's Concorde-New Horizons company, who retained the US theatrical rights. Also
released on Danish VHS as "Ra Haevn", on Swedish VHS as "Hamnd
Utan Nad", and in Turkey
as "Intikam". IMDB lists "Satin Vengeance" as an
unconfirmed alternate title]</span></span></div>
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Director</i> Anthony Maharaj <i>Writer</i> Reilly Askew <i>Dialogue Supervisor </i>Joseph
Zucchero <i>Executive Producers </i>Anthony Maharaj, [uncredited] Roger Corman <i>Cinematography
</i>Ricardo Remias <i>Music</i> Ron Jones <i>Theme Song </i>"Still Got a Love" <i>Writer</i>
Michael Cruz <i>Singer</i> Deborah Tranelli <i>Editors</i> Noah Blough, Pacífico Sánchez <i>Sound
Mixer/Production Sound Mixer</i> George E. Mahlberg <i>First Assistant Director </i>Jose
Mari Avellana <i>Second Assistant Director</i> José Torres <i>Production Coordinator</i> Dick
A. Reyes <i>Production Manager </i>Honorato Perez <i>Art Directors </i>Boyet Camaya, Ronnie
Cruz <i>Location Manager </i>Glenn Parian <i>Casting [Manila] </i>Henry Strzalkowski
<i>Construction Supervisor </i>Ben Otico <i>Special Effects </i>Jess Sto. Domingo <i>Makeup
Artists </i>Teresa Mercader, Norma Remias <i>Wardrobe Stylists</i> Gloria Garcia, Remia
Mendoza, Elvie Santos <i>Stunts</i> Ronald Asinas, Tony Beso, Greg Rocero, Carlito
Varca <i>Camera Operator </i>Johnny Araojo <i>First Assistant Camera </i>Romeo Onofre <i>Second Assistant
Camera </i>Jun Del Rosario<i> Boom Operators </i>Vicente Dona, Dalmacio Dumigpi <i>Assistant
Sound Recordist </i>Bing [de] Santos <i>Gaffer </i>Proceso Lázaro <i>Production Assistants
</i>Trinidad Sagarbarria, Paula Stein <i>Post-Production Supervisor </i>Ernesto Bontigas <i>Assistant
Editors </i>Rudy Cabrales, Pat Abad <i>Apprentice Editor </i>Joe Gutt <i>Account Supervisor
</i>Christopher R. Santiago<i> Production Accountant </i>Octavio Mabilangan <i>Assistant Accountant
</i>Armando Lacsamana <i>Production Secretaries </i>Marivic Ramas, Cathy Schroeder <i>Script
Clerk </i>Nonette J. Garcia <i>Title Designer</i> Robert Ulrich <i>Still Photographer </i>Nilo
Odiaman </span></span><br />
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Carmen Argenziano (Detective Russo), Bill McLaughlin (Sheriff John Cates), Ed
Crick (Burke), George E. Mahlberg (George Butch), Nick Nicholson (Sparky), Don
Gordon [Bell] (Arnie), David Light (Ray), Terrence O'Hara (Mark Harris), Steve
Roderick (Timmy), Joseph Zucchero (Dr. Fellows), Helen McNeely (Mrs Olson), Doc
McCoy (Mr Olson), Henry Strzalkowski (Deputy Frank Winston), Bill Kipp (Deputy
Reilly), Rosemarie Gil (Jesse), Barbara Peers (Estelle), [uncredited]<span> Nigel Hogge (Investigator), Steve Rogers (State
Trooper), </span>Phil Morrell (Mark's
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my name was Arnie and Nick was Sparky. We had quite a challenge doing the rape
scene...it was quite intense yet professional. Deborah Tranelli was a trooper
and told me to really 'go down' close when I was, uh, well, going down on her
just before her 'parents' arrive home. Most of the women on the set were upset
at us for several days. (Sheesh, it's only acting)</span></span></div>
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I was wearing, my buns hanging out. One of the STILL photographers caught me
and gave me a copy but I lost that one.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I died a horrible death, being wounded by the revengeful
"Carla" and knocked down into an Ice Crusher at the Ice House where
my character Arnie worked. I had to improvise by duck taping a skateboard to my
stomach and that way I could be pushed down the ramp with two huge blocks of
ice behind me. Took three takes, first one the stuntmen pushed me to hard and cameras
couldn't pan fast enough. 2nd take went great, but I got smashed with the ice
inside the box. 3rd take, was the best, with the camera on short tripod the
cameraman had to be pulled out of the way as I came screaming straight into the
shot.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The last one I realized that I might hit so I grabbed the
side of the box so I would not hit the camera and operator. The two blocks of
ice knocked me upwards, slammed my head on the top, but gave them time to roll
away. Both blocks of ice came to rest on top of me.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Director Cirio called out, in his usual calm voice,
"Hey babe, you okay?" I was pinned against the back, unable to move
the blocks off and no one was helping me. "NO, Direct! I am not okay...get
me outta here." Everyone broke out laughing as Cirio called to
"That's a Wrap!" By the time I got out, most had left the set. I went
back to the hotel, with the skateboard still ducktaped to me, just for fun. AH,
those were the days, what a way to make a living.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I worked for Roger Corman and Cannon films 1980/1987
mostly in the art department/set construction. Naked Vengeance was my first and
last experience in front of the camera. I played the killer that started the
film, and was at the end. It was fun. It's nice to see my name in the credits.
As I have just read the guidelines I guess I'd better give my opinion of the
film. I think it is a reasonably good film considering the budget. I think it
may be one of the first woman vengeance films. I'm no expert. It may be too
gruesome for some. It did play on channel 13 in the early 90's although very
much censored. I liked it.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">NAKED VENGEANCE (dir. Cirio H. Santiago, 1985) Deborah (Dallas) Tranelli plays
Carla Harris, former actress and now rich housewife forced to witnesses her
husband's brutal murder by a gun-wielding psycho. She flees to her parents'
home amongst the pine tree-lined Californian hills of Silver
Lake (actually Baguio,
north of Manila!),
only to become the object of her former home town's envy and lust. Having
caught the unwanted sexual attentions of a repellent, utterly convincing pack
of sociopaths, she is raped repeatedly, her parents are shot, and she is left
for dead in a catatonic trance, only to snap into vengeance mode and track down
each of her attackers ("Drown, bastard!") in satisfyingly gruesome
ways. Equal parts I Spit On Your Grave and Ms .45, Naked Vengeance is exploitation
cinema in the purest sense of the term, an intriguing and superbly paced riff
on the familiar rape-revenge scenario, and arguably Santiago's finest work from
the Eighties, with effective performances from his regulars: Nick Nicholson as rapist
mechanic Sparky and a suave Don Gordon Bell playing ice worker (and soon-to-be
ice cube) Arnie are in top form, as is David Light, the barkeep transformed by
Carla into a human flambee. Joining the familiar faces are Henry Strzalkowski
as a deputy, Joe Zucchero (with toupee) as Carla's befuddled doctor, and an uncredited
Nigel Hogge as an investigator and Steve Rogers as a State Trooper. Carla's blood-drenched
butcher shop duel with lead rapist Fletch (Final Mission's Kaz Garas) can be
seen in its entirety in the unrated US version boasting 20 minutes more footage
than the R-rated version sold to the rest of the world, along with the
controversial in which Burke (Ed Crick) has his balls cut off and his body
hooked to a moving speedboat - economically splicing I Spit On Your Grave's
bathtub castration and boat scenes - and a harrowing rape montage that recalls Straw
Dogs' grotesque carnival atmosphere rather than the documentary realism of I
Spit… Cirio's best? Certainly with the three collaborations between Santiago
and West Indian producer and writer Anthony Maharaj (see also Final Mission and
the loopy Future Hunters), they scored a solid three out of three. Essential. <span> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review from the<a href="http://www.movie-censorship.com/report.php?ID=3941810"> Movie Censorship</a> website:</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Carla Harris has made it. She could escape from the small
town, became an actress and married a good guy. Everything in her life is going
well until this fateful night. Her husband is shot dead the offender could not
be investigated. To get her sorrow under control Carla decides going back to
her hometown to find a new lease of life at their parents. But her hometown
receives her with mingled and doubtful feelings: Jealousness of former friends,
envy and desire of the guys. Returning home ends up in a disaster….</span></span></div>
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NAKED VENGEANCE belongs to. The plot is simple and quite predictable but the
screenplay itself tries to avoid evidently clichés and reaches well-ordered
tracks after a clumsy opening with a constant solid suspense curve until the
end. Despite all simplicities the positive aspect prevails: The characters act
in a reasonable manner, the culmination with the multiple rapes is convincingly
shocking and the following revenge is not as is customary in this genre. The
Sheriff figures out pretty early how the wind blows and the hunt for the
suspects gets soon into top gear. So she is huntress and prey at the same time.
But the objects of revenge too react skilfully. They do not just kill the
injured at the hospital but rather abide their time pulling strings behind the
scenes. So it once already happens that the avenger is held up by a police road
block after another murder, only just can escape before the hasty mustered mob
drive her into a house. This house then is getting burned off above her head
and she can only get out with difficulty. The end can almost be indicated as
apocalyptic….</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The actors all know their stuff. Deborah Tranelli in the
leading role celebrated her biggest success 5 years later in the TV serial
"Dallas" where she had a leading part in more than 120 episodes. Also
in this movie she has some impressive moments. Her competence as Jazz musician
has been used for recording the song "Still Got A Love" for the sound
track. The bad guys Kaz Garas, Nick Nicholson and Don Gordon Bell are quasi
components of a Santiago
movie of the eighties confidently play their role. And director Cirio H.
Santiago (suddenly deceased in September 2008) anyway belongs to the artists of
the B-Action ware genre. With a very often low budget he creates
expensive-looking movies usually belonging to the greatest exponents of the
respective genres. I personally recommend the Mad-Max-Clone STRYKER (will also
like NAM ANGELS be released uncut for the Export in the near future)!</span></span></div>
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has been released as R-Rated and Unrated version within the USA. The
R-Rated Version has been exported to several other countries like Australia and Germany. The UK version
should also be based on the R-Rated but additionally close to 30 seconds have
been cut. As the only known to me Unrated Version the US-Tape of Lighting-Video
is qualified for the comparison. This tape on hand has been compared with the
German VHS from Vestron Video (R-Rated) running about 20 minutes longer. It
should not go unmentioned that both versions contain a huge amount of jump
cuts. I also do not list every passage featuring a longer running scene in
whatever version. I’ve narrowed down to for me important differences and really
conspicuous ones. However I would recommend every gentle fan to have a look on
the US-Tape. The presented screen shots originate from the tape. This was not
only old and hackneyed but also has been digitized in addition and for the
purpose of a better comparison adjusted to the norm. Therefore please accept my
apologies for the partly lousy quality. Here and there the images haven been
edited but not all in the same manner.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A extra huge thank you today for baron666, who provides
the extremely rare German VHS tape for me.</span></span></div>
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again declares her love to him and says tearfully farewell is missing. Right
before the restart of the R-Rated version with the arrival of the Cops, Carla
packs Mark’s clothes.</span></span></div>
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Directly after the unrated version shows some external shots of Carla driving
to her parents.</span></span></div>
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"Bitch!" when she leaves the gas-station. In the R-Rated version the
following side-view of the driving Carla is also missing.</span></span></div>
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– because two leading characters get introduced. After Carla has been said
welcome from her parents the first thing missing is: Shift on to the next day,
Carla in undies mixing some stuff in the kitchen. Somebody’s knocking on the
door it is Tim, a young employee of her parents begging for a glass of water.
While she is getting the water for him he considers attentively her body. He
then drinks the water and goes back to work. A little later Carla leaves for
the city and tells her father, who works with Tim in the garden, good-bye.
Daddy mentions that they are invited for tonight but Carla wants to stay at
home. Tim incidentally catches this conversation and it seems that he
apparently registers it. Now change to the city where Carla is driving along
the street. Suddenly a van comes out reverse of a driveway and she barely can
stop. It seems that the driver, Artie, just has prompted this, gets out of the
van and starts flirting with Carla. She gets mad and the Sheriff is joining. A
little tit for tat, Carla is still annoyed, the Sheriff acts cool and Artie
blank-faced. With the scene of Carla strolling about the sidewalk the R-Rated
version restarts. In total at a stretch it is missing….</span></span></div>
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addition has a scene where she looks at her hand with the wedding ring and an
outside view of the bar.</span></span></div>
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the beginning of the following scene is missing. Burke notices her and then
calls for her. But Carla takes no notice of him because she recognizes an old
friend – Estelle– who also call for her. She takes a seat at her table and gets
introduced to her husband. After some small talk the next old acquaintance -
David-appears. Here too Carla is pleased with his company and he also takes a
seat at the table. Estelle suddenly prompts verbal barbs; David should now be
better at home with his wife. Then her jealousness shimmers through on Carla:
She were an actress and didn’t Estelle have lately seen her in a trash bag
commercial? And that Carla had married a really rich patron. Carla obviously
feels uncomfortable gets angry and takes a seat at the bar. With the now
following shot of Sparky, Burke and Artie at the table the R-Rated version
restarts again.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The start of the long shot showing young Tim drinking booth
from the bottle is missing.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">21:04 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Another side close-up view of Fletch railing against Carla
– even Burke butts in – is missing. The telling of raunchy jokes
("Bitch", "She's wide open" etc.) is missing, before the
R-Rated version restarts again with the frontal long-shot.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">21:06 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This frontal long shot only runs the length of one
sentence ("She went to the Sheriff dropping a dime on me!"), and then
we have another cut. More raunchy jokes follow ("You want to stick your finger
in her butt!"), Fletch is getting pranked. He gets angry and tries to
attack the youngster Tim but the others can cool him down. And there is more
alcohol-impaired jabbering….</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">24:54 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">26:06 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The scene where Carla’s mother gets hit by a scatter-gun
in her chest runs much longer in the Unrated version.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And the slow-motion where she fell into her arms starts
earlier in the unrated version.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">26:25 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Another scene of her father’s going down on the floor with
a bloody chest.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">30:02 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The complete sequence in the fitness studio where the five
rapists chew over their bad deed, arguing, fighting and finally calming down is
missing. Then the counter cut on to the Sheriff’s office where he is just about
to leave. Right now the unrated version switches to Artie’s ice factory where
they all meet in front of the entrance. They are all told that Carla is still
alive. But what should they do now? Nothing is the answer. Staying calm! In the
R-Rated version this sequence gets inserted in the hospital scene at 32:25 Min.
right before the Sheriff questions the injured Carla. There is a total
difference in the R-Rated version of</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">32:26 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Due to connection reasons the beginning of the scene where
the Sheriff together with the doctor enters Carla’s hospital room.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">33:38 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The first part of the take with the freaking out patient
Jessy after the counter cut onto the Sheriff is also missing.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">36:26 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">One more shot of the burning Ray as well as a previous
counter cut on Carla.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">37:55 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">An additional scene in the hospital where the Sheriff
walks accompanied by the doctor through the corridor.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">38:01 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Another additional side view of Carla sitting and painting
something.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">40:20 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There is a short scene with the doctor talking to Carla at
the beach. He asks her how she feels and tells her that she could come to see
him after a short walk. She nods her approval.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">41:41 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Carla walks along the waterfront while Burke in a boat
follows her on the lake. The cut begins when she starts lifting up her dress.
It’s missing when she takes it off and walks along naked.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">42:50 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Carla kills Burke in the water. The front view of Carla is
also missing as well as the beginning of the following shot where he tilts
aside.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">42:57 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The front view is now inserted into the R-Rated version
but therefore the complete rest is missing. The guy is still alive and tries to
escape. Carla throws a grapple after him, catches him, ties the rope up to the
boat and starts the machine. Burke gets dragged along and is on tow over the
water. With a view of Carla gazing after him ("You Bastard!") the
R-Rated version restarts with the locating of his dead body. In total there are
missing....</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">43:33 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">56:33 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is a very smart cut because it can’t be seen in the
R-Rated version how Carla hits Artie’s throat with an ice pick.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">56:40 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">She hits him two more times and Artie draws back on the
conveyor band – imperceptible.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">66:02 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As Fletch’s employee closes the door the following scene
is missing. Fletch notices some more beef knuckles and carries one in the cold
store. The R-Rated restarts at the time he picks up the second one.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">66:32 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">One take is missing when Fletch cuts over Carla’s breasts
with a butcher’s knife.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The fight between Carla and Fletch has been badly
censored. After Carla scurried through the door and Fletch closes in for the
kill behind her the cutting starts: She gets the butcher’s knife and attacks
Fletch. He could avoid a blow, takes away her knife trying to hit her with a
meat hook. But he gets caught on a beam and Carla tries to escape. Fletch can
grab her hair pushing her towards the sausage slicer and activates the switch.
Before Fletch can push her face into the cutter blade she bites in his hand.
Blood splashes before the R-Rated version restarts.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">66:47 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Another take where Carla claws out Fletch’s eyes as well
as a counter cut.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The take of Fletcher who turns around with the meat axe
sticking in his back has been shortened in so far the axe can’t be seen in the
R-Rated version.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">67:01 Min.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The complete sequence of Fletch staggering over to Clara
(the meat axe still in his back) and then flinging her against a shop window is
completely missing. She breaks through the glass with her head and drops on the
floor. Fletch also falls down on his knees before the R-Rated version restarts
with the escape out of the store. Oh, due to connection reasons there is only
in the R-Rated version a previous shown front view of Clara. In total there are
missing</span></span></div>
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shot of Fletch skidded down the wall (see image 7 of the previous cut) is shown
in the R-Rated version. The original version instead shows all the rest: Fletch
is certainly not dead, comes out from behind the bar dashing at Carla. She
escapes to his office and tries to break the window glass with a chair while
Fletch behind her drives a hole into the door with his axe. When he breaks in
she throws the chair against his head so that he’s falling down. Then Carla
overturns the desk and the scatter-gun is dropping out. Bleeding and exhausted
she slips to the ground looking at Fletch who crawls towards her. He gets up,
raises the axe…Clara grabs the gun and shoots his head from his shoulders. In
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Fred Adelman's review on his <a href="http://www.critcononline.com/thriller%20part%202.htm">Critical Condition Online</a>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">NAKED VENGEANCE (1985) - Now don't get me wrong here: I
find most of director Cirio H. Santiago's films to be boring tripe, but he must
have been taking hallucinogens here because he has turned out a perfectly crazy
rip-off of I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE (1978), maybe even outdoing it in sheer sleaze
factor alone. Carla, a commercial actress (Deborah Tranelli of DALLAS fame), watches as her husband is
gunned down by a creep he tried to stop from raping a girl. She leaves New York City for her
home town in the country and is savagely raped by five townies in her parents
house. When her parents come home and see what is happening to their daughter,
they are shotgunned by the gang and then kill the local retard, making it look
like the retard did the killings. Thinking that Carla is dead, they leave the
house and go to a bar and get drunk. Of course Carla is not dead, just in a catatonic
state and she is brought to the hospital. The local sheriff (Bill McLaughlin,
who walks around with an expression on his face like he was sucking on a lemon
all day), doesn't quite believe the story and wants to question Carla on what
really happened. Her doctor refuses as Carla fakes amnesia while picking off
her attackers one-by-one. She lops off the dick one one of them with a knife
and, just to make sure he suffers more, attaches a grappling hook to his chest
an has his boat drag him out to the middle of the lake to bleed to death.
Another one has a car dropped on his body as she steps on the gas and has the
tire rim cut off his legs. The leader of the raping pack, Fletch (Kaz Garaz,
who played a sheriff in the 1996 remake of HUMANOIDS FROM THE DEEP), who is the
town's butcher, knows who is doing the killings and decides to form a posse
(the whole town seems to be full of torch-wielding hicks) and trap Carla in a
house and burn it down. Thinking Carla died in the fire (she didn't), Fletch
goes about his business in his butcher shop only to be surprised by Carla, who
cuts off his fingers with a meat slicer, plants a meat cleaver in his back and
then blows his head off with a shotgun. The sheriff declares that Carla is dead
and the killings are over. The next time we see Carla is back in New York City, getting
even with the punk who killed her husband. </span></span></div>
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slacks off its premise, which is highly unusual for a Cirio H. Santiago film
(FUTURE HUNTERS anyone?). The film moves at a brisk pace and is never boring.
It was released in both R-rated and Unrated editions, the Unrated edition
showing more of the gang rape and lingers more on the bloody violence. Guess
which version you should track down? Mr. Santiago has directed over 50 features
(many for Roger Corman) and is highly-regarded in his homeland of the Philippines. I
consider NAKED VENGEANCE to be his crowning achievement. A Lightning Video
Release which has been long OOP. This is another film crying out for a DVD
release. Also starring Ed Crick, Nick Nicholson, Terrence O'Hara and a cameo
appearance by Carmen Argenziano (HELLRAISER:INFERNO - 2000 and STARGATE SG1).
Also known as SATIN VENGEANCE, but I've never seen it released under this
title. Unrated. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review on the <a href="http://www.dailygrindhouse.com/thewire/best-served-cold-naked-vengeance-1985/">Daily Grindhouse </a>website:</span></b></span></div>
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shot and killed in front of her when he makes a heroic effort to stop a rape in
progress on their anniversary night. Then, in an attempt to escape the trauma,
she packs up and heads to the small town where her parents live, only to be
harassed and ogled by the locals and ignored by authorities when she’s had
enough. Finally, the offended and horned-up yokels break into her house, rape
her, and kill her parents – who were unlucky enough to arrive home
unexpectedly. </span></span></div>
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examine films with a revenge or vengeance element with Cirio H. Santiago’s
NAKED VENGEANCE, because it does something I always appreciate in these
typically formulaic rape/revenge movies: it combines elements of different
films to make something a bit unique (even if by complete accident). In this
case, NAKED VENGEANCE takes on a Universal Monsters vibe, having tonal
similarities to FRANKENSTEIN.</span></span></div>
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showing way more skin than you’ll ever see on Dallas) is raped and her family killed, she
slips into a coma. Awakening in the hospital and refusing to talk, she doesn’t
lead on that she’s a bit more cognizant than she appears. This affords her the
opportunity to slip out into the night to do as expected – take bloody revenge.
While NAKED VENGEANCE isn’t very graphic, Carla’s methods of justice are
extreme and painful. Her retribution is so extreme, in fact, the men see fit to
seek their own. While Carla appears to everyone else as a helpless woman
shocked into muteness, her attackers see past her ploy and form an angry mob.</span></span></div>
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Carla and other misunderstood monsters is part of what makes NAKED VENGEANCE a
step above other films of its ilk, even while maintaining its wonderful
trashiness. The men created a monstrous force in Carla, and their guilt drives them
to immediately realize what’s thinning their testosterone-filled herd. That
they band together and demand their own justice is less ridiculous than it
sounds; they are frightened, demeaned, and, ultimately, angry at Carla’s choice
to go all vigilante on their asses. Nevermind their propensity to engage in
sexual activity by force, and lack of compassion when killing an elderly couple
in front of their daughter, they are going to protect themselves – even against
doom of their own making. This depth gives the film its legs.</span></span></div>
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film to audiences in the latter half of the Grindhouse heyday, but his
intentions were certainly no more noble than to make his own rape/revenge saga.
Much like the way we look back with nostalgia and accept these sorts of films
for what they are, no matter how vile they may be, because we understand that
in order to capitalize on the demands of the audiences, the filmmakers must
remain morally agnostic or, at worst, completely ignorant of the filth they
were making. I can only imagine Carla Harris is a wonderful mistake. The
question of whether her revenge fits the crime is a whole different discussion
(and one we’ll get into later in this series but, spoiler, I’d argue it does
not), what matters is that NAKED VENGEANCE masks it with a clever layer of
scale-seesawing vaguely reminiscent of some of the Universal monster classics.
The ends aren’t justified by the means, necessarily, but at least the journey
isn’t entirely black and white. It makes for compelling exploitation cinema. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">When you find that the scales of justice are failing to
tip favourably in your general direction, do you: a) Shrug your shoulders,
smoke a cigarette, and go buy some ham, b) Accept the fact that the lowlife who
murdered your husband, the redneck with a gym membership who filled your
parents full of lead, and the unruly mob of former high school acquaintances
who gang raped you to the point of mental and physical exhaustion will all go
unpunished for their dastardly crimes, or c) Kill them all. I don't want to
influence your decision, but please say 'c.' While I'm all for the purchasing
of pork products and acting indifferent in the face of injustice, there are
times when revenge is the only reasonable course of action a distressed woman
with freakishly small nipples can take. And judging by the manner in which the
retribution is doled out in Naked Vengeance, you won't be losing any sleep
whatsoever over the way the culprits are dispatched in this movie. In case
you're wondering, I happen to think murdering a classmate because he or she
stole your eraser is wrong. I'm also against killing sprees that involve people
who are disgruntled, and I'm not a big fan of rogue snipers with a score to
settle. However, castrating rapists and drowning them in a pastoral lake that
may or may not be located in The Philippines while in the buff is totally
acceptable, especially if the perpetrator participated in the brutal gang rape
of someone while they were trying to recover from the death of a loved one at
the hands of a different rapist all-together at their parents' house in the
country. Now, I've seen plenty of movies where the recently bereaved have to
overcome adversity, but the amount of crap the recently bereaved lead in this
film has to put up with was ridiculous. Hell, she can't even go to the
supermarket without being harassed by a non-stop cavalcade of lecherous fiends.</span></span></div>
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perspective of a wily Filipino named Cirio H. Santiago, Naked Vengeance may
seem like yet another tale of rural comeuppance gone awry. But this particular
semisolid lump of retaliatory cinema has got a brunette ace of up its sleeve,
and that ace is Deborah Tranelli (yeah, that's right, Phyllis from Dallas). Wait a minute,
how did they persuade Deborah Tranelli to appear in a film like this? I mean,
the gang rape sequence isn't exactly a walk in the proverbial park in terms of
conventional acting. What gives? Well, my theory is that in exchange for
agreeing to give it her all in an extended gang rape scene, the producers
allowed her to sing the film's theme song. It's a fair trade, if you ask
someone who is not me, because the song, "Still Got a Love," and the
gang rape are two of the things that make this film so freakin' memorable.</span></span></div>
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lot more than a catchy theme song and a fireside gang rape sequence to create a
half decent revenge movie. You're absolutely right. While I enjoyed the song,
when Deborah sings the line, "there's so many wounded losers, so many
broken hearts," I thought about the type of person who might get chills
listening to lyrics like that, and the gang rape scene had an intensity about
it that reminded me of the gang rape scene in Savage Streets, part of me
sincerely hoped the film had more to offer than mushy yet defiant song lyrics
and tasteless thrills.</span></span></div>
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young L.A.
couple in the throes of domestic bliss are getting ready for the day ahead of
them. Reluctant to take part in a celebratory dinner at a fancy restaurant to
commemorate their modest matrimonial milestone, Mark Harris (Terrence O'Hara)
finally agrees to attend after his wife Carla Harris (Deborah Tranelli)
promises to move the dinner to from 7pm to 9pm and to wear her black stockings
and garter belt. The moment the words "black stockings and garter
belt" left his mouth I knew he would never get to see his wife's supple
lower half sheathed in the nylon and lace he requested. And, unfortunately, I
was right. While leaving the restaurant, Mark notices a woman struggling to
escape the clutches of a belligerent man in the vicinity of a dumpster.
Ignoring the fact that the dainty black garter belt lurking underneath Carla's
dress is currently pressing tightly against the aerobicised firmness of her
sweat-drenched stomach, Mark leaps to the woman's aide. Even though Carla tells
him to be careful while he was leaping, Mark, after a brief struggle, winds up
dead as a result of a gunshot wound to the chest.</span></span></div>
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husband tried to help, are willing to admit they saw anything, Carla feels as
if the justice system has let her down. A useless detective (Carmen Argenziano)
attempts to explain why the case against her husband's murderer has hit so many
snags, but Carla is too distraught to give a shit. Tired and emotionally
drained by the whole experience, Carla decides to leave town and visit her
parents in Silver Lake, the small California town she grew up in, to clear her
head.</span></span></div>
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sounds like the ideal place for one to clear their head, it's actually not
ideal. In fact, it's the complete opposite of ideal. You wanna know why it's
not ideal? No? Well, I'll tell you anyway. It's because there are people living
in Silver Lake, and cobbled together from what
I've accidentally gleaned over the years, people are the worst. Okay, I'll
admit, that was a tad misanthropic. However, if the people in the town you just
arrived in resent the fact that you left their backwater burg to appear in
fancy television commercials for plastic wrap and dog food in the big city,
don't expect the welcome you receive to be all warm and fuzzy when your
grieving ass shows up all of a sudden wearing designer sunglasses and a blue
dress with a taupe belt.</span></span></div>
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harassment chapter," as Carla encounters one indignant Silver Lake
resident after another. While the female residents of her hometown seem content
to merely throw her the occasional catty glance, it's the menfolk who really
seem to relish in tormenting our chic (her taupe belt is wonderfully
complimented by a pair of a taupe pumps) heroine. A gas station attendant named
Sparky (Nick Nicholson) and Burke (Ed Crick), a vulgar hanger-on with vending
machine issues, are the first to hassle her. The youthful gardener, Timmy
(Steve Roderick), who works for her parents, leers at her in a highly
suggestive manner as she gets him a glass water, but his technique was more
subtle. The same can't be said for Arnold (Don Gordon Bell), an ice house
employee, Fletch (Kaz Garas), the town's butcher, and Ray (David Light), the
bartender at a local watering hole, as they all make overly aggressive advances
toward the fashionable brunette.</span></span></div>
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failure. In an effort to make doubly sure that his animal magnetism wasn't on
the fritz, Fletch takes a second run at her in the parking lot of Ray's pub.
After he starts pawing at her, Carla plants the pointiest part of her
well-proportioned knee firmly into the creamy centre of the butcher's crotch,
causing him to feel a fair amount of discomfort. When she finally does get
home, Carla slips out of her disco-inspired one-piece to reveal that she is
wearing a pair of black panties with a black bra. You'll notice she isn't
wearing black stockings or a garter belt underneath her clothing. This may
sound like a bit of a stretch, but I chose to see her decision not to wear any
superfluous undergarments as her subtle way of honouring the lingerie loving
legacy of her late husband. Sadly, Timmy, who's been watching her get undressed
through her window, doesn't pick up on the subtlety of Carla's tribute.</span></span></div>
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peeping and Fletch's groping to Sheriff Cates (Bill McLaughlin), but that goes
nowhere fast, as he basically tells her that "boys will be boys" and
that she should start thinking about closing her drapes at night. Meanwhile,
over at Ray's bar, the gang can be seen commiserating over the fact that they
all failed to make any romantic headway with Carla, even though she's, as one
of them puts it, a "closet nympho."</span></span></div>
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"home alone" (her parents have gone away for the weekend), the five
of them, including Timmy, decide to pay her a surprise visit. After Timmy
somehow manages to knock himself unconscious, the drunken quintet proceed to
take turns sexually assaulting her in a scene that was off the charts in terms
unpleasantness. And just when you thought things couldn't get any worse,
Carla's parents arrive home earlier than expected. I don't think I need to
explain what happens next–you know, given Carla's recent track record (the gal
can't seem to catch a break). But let's just say Carla is not a happy camper when
all is said and done.</span></span></div>
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assault evidence kit (a device that would have easily detected that Carla had
been raped by five assailants), and with a catatonic Carla in the hospital
under the care of a doctor (Joseph Zucchero) who looked like a slimmed down
version of Alex Karras, the five rapists, content in the knowledge that Timmy
is the one being blamed for the death of Carla and her parents, go about their
day as if nothing had happened. Whoa, did you say, "death of
Carla"?!? Yeah, I did. The five rapists, get this, think Carla's dead. Oh,
man, are they in for a nasty surprise.</span></span></div>
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patient in the room next-door, Carla decides right then and there to take
matters into her own hands when it comes to dispensing justice. After Ray the
bartender is set ablaze while closing up his bar, Carla says, "burn,
bastard." When she said that, I was like, yes! In that, I hope she says
something like that after every rapist is eliminated. It seemed like they were
gonna continue the bastard motif when she gets around to taking care of the
next rapist, but, unfortunately, she stopped saying "bastard" after
she castrates and drowns Burke in the lake near the hospital.</span></span></div>
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nipples shimmering in the midday sun, saying, "drown, bastard," after
slicing off Burke's primary raping genitals with a hunting knife was a thing of
uncomfortable beauty. Just for record: When I refer to the smallness of Deborah
Tranelli's nipples, I don't mean it in a negative way. My attitude when it
comes to nipple size is one of benign indifference.</span></span></div>
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Carla to vocalize bastard-based zingers seemed to diminish the deeper she waded
into the vengeance pool. Besides, what are you supposed to say after you cut a
mechanic in half with the jeep he's working on, push a man into an
industrial-strength ice maker, and ventilate a man's forehead with a shotgun? I
mean, "subdural hematoma, bastard" is a bit of a mouthful.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Surviving a back alley assault that resulted in the death
of her husband, putting up with a comprehensive campaign of sexual harassment,
and enduring a brutal gang rape that was punctuated with the murder of her
parents, Deborah Tranelli gives a courageous performance as Carla, the
pluckiest brunette avenger ever to give up black stockings and garter belts
cold turkey. Seriously, I was literally in awe of Deborah's work in this film,
especially during the gang rape scene, the lakeside castration sequence, and
the butcher shop melee. It takes a special kind of actress to drown a man
utilizing a grappling hook without any clothes on, and Deborah Tranelli is
pretty darned special. Sure, she doesn't utter pithy one-liners after every
kill, but as far as revenge movies go, Naked Vengeance is a definite winner. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review on the <a href="http://www.beardyfreak.com/rvnakedv.php">Beardy Freak</a> website:</span></b></span></div>
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Husband Mark (Terrence O'Hara) to celebrate their anniversary when they spot a
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the Police tell her that no witnesses came forward and that the woman is a
known junkie and won't testify.</span></span></div>
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with her Parents in their secluded cabin in her small hometown. And what a town
it is! To say it's full of slimebags is an understatement! Almost every person
she meets sexually harasses her, and even the Sheriff (Bill McLaughlin) is
unpleasant when she dares to complain "I think you're old enough to take
care of yourself." In fact everyone's at it! An ex boyfriend, Burke (Ed
Crick) harasses her. Her Parent's handyman leers at her. The local Butcher
makes a play for her "Hey, don't forget, I've got the best beef in
town"! A barman makes a move on her. A truck driver insults her. Even an
old friend's Husband openly leers at her (not that she's a very friendly friend
anyway!). Without doubt dear reader, we have just experienced the most
unfriendly, sleazy and downright unpleasant town in America.</span></span></div>
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together one night and go to Carla's cabin where they brutally gang rape her
and shoot dead her Parents. Pretending to be catatonic after the attack, as the
Sheriff sniffs around the case, Carla plans her brutal revenge!... As the awful
soft rock ballad plays over the titles (sung by Tranelli and a great example of
80's musical lows) the signs would not seem to be good, but don't let this
blemish put you off…there is much to enjoy here.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZTS314wFLs21ARhhPA6offfxlPIg2tstoMchUSTVs9Wn9O6rIfJSBZ1vywhBkozg20Jvm8zwJ6Psn6fQJQXuui1G5_gPClmm96I66x7_8QMyL5Q1y_3gDkOgEq2bkFVA-KcDuBui759c/s1600/vlcsnap-11266012.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZTS314wFLs21ARhhPA6offfxlPIg2tstoMchUSTVs9Wn9O6rIfJSBZ1vywhBkozg20Jvm8zwJ6Psn6fQJQXuui1G5_gPClmm96I66x7_8QMyL5Q1y_3gDkOgEq2bkFVA-KcDuBui759c/s200/vlcsnap-11266012.png" width="200" /></a>Filipino born Santiago is in line with those bandwagon
jumping Italian directors we love so much, spewing out various 'Post
Apocalyptic' efforts during the 80's when they were popular for example and
here, in "Naked Vengeance", he goes for the ever popular 'lone
avenger/vigilante' sub-genre.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Much of the advertising seems to go for a Female
"Death Wish" angle, but this actually owes far more to the infamous
"I Spit on Your Grave". His direction is pretty lacklustre for the
most part, but Santiago
seems to wake up during the revenge sequences and crafts some meaty and
satisfying scenes. This may not have the realism or character study high points
of the first "Death Wish" but Reilly Askew's script (and Anthony
Maharaj does's story) does what it sets out to do with aplomb. Tranelli,
despite carrying unfortunate "Dallas"
baggage along with her, actually does a sterling job as the much-wronged Carla.
Willing to go through various sexual indignities and to briefly bare all she
really comes into her own while dishing out cold hearted, hot blooded,
vengeance. When she utters, through clenched teeth, "burn bastard" or
"drown bastard", you really get the feeling she means it!</span></span></div>
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hide behind semi-respectability, no actor or character stands out. The most
complex character is actually the Sheriff. Seemingly as bad as the guys he
takes no action against he annoys the hell out of the viewer. But later there
are some realistic switches to his attitude as suspicions about what happened
at the cabin sink in. But initially he is as unsympathetic as the attackers. Let's
have a little round-up of the helpful Sheriff's advice; when Carla reports a
peeping tom she gets "close your curtains". When she reports she was
attacked in the car park by the randy Butcher she gets "these guys are a
little wild, but they're just having fun with you. Why don't you just relax a
little bit? If anything they were trying to pay you a compliment"! What a
guy! Nice turn by McLaughlin.</span></span></div>
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reaches the heights of the aforementioned "I Spit". The attack is
shown as almost a montage as different assailants assault her in various
positions. It's basically pure Exploitation, but is actually very serious in
the way it portrays her ordeal. Little nudity is seen and the sequence relies
more on the rough manhandling she goes through, her screaming face and
pleading. </span></span></div>
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sparkles. Carla dishes out some wonderfully sadistic demises. No quick and easy
deaths here, these guys see it coming and they suffer when it gets there! It's
far bloodier than the "Death Wish" films or "I Spit on Your
Grave". Very messy shotgun hits, cleaved, slashed, ripped flesh and
general sadism are the order of the day here and Carla makes for a sympathetic
yet crowd-pleasing vigilante. The Exploitation highlights are the raging, blood
soaked finale and a wonderfully exploitative bit of revenge seduction (that is
straight out of "I Spit" and fans of that film will get a kick from
the punishment dished out here and no mistake!) where Carla strips as she walks
along a river bank, drawing in her would-be victim with cold and calculated
manipulation.</span></span></div>
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announces, after the deaths of some of his buddies, "A woman can't do
that, it's gotta be a guy". Never have words sounded so foolish! Go girl!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Review from <a href="http://www.scoopy.com/nakedvengeance.htm">Scoopy</a>:</span></b></span></div>
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available on DVD now, what better way is there to bring this to the attention
of whom it interests than by celebrating the big nude scene of Bobby's sweet
secretary Phyllis, played by Deborah Tranelli. She let it all hang out in the
still hard-to-find revenge movie "Naked Vengeance".</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The Video Movie Guide 1999 considers this film a turkey.
It says: "Unpleasant exploitation flick about a woman who seeks vengeance
after she is raped and her parents murdered. Available both in R and unrated
versions; we suggest that you avoid both".</span></span></div>
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cleverer movies in its genre - way better than Death Wish II - and I have
Robert Hofman's Film Encyclopedia to back me up. It reads: "A harsh and
thrilling drama with a good acting from Tranelli. Her husband is murdered after
5 years of marriage, so she returns to her parents. She's raped right in their
home, and her parents, too, are killed. When Tranelli is nursed back to health,
she seeks revenge on the murderers. Shot in December 1984 by Filipino Santiago in California."
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have appeared on the IMDb and they are also positive. What puzzles me is that
this film is still not available on DVD anywhere, as far as I know.</span></span></div>
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scene she gets raped by drunken men from her hometown who have held some
long-standing grudge against her. Although nearly not as graphic as a similar
scene in Death Wish II, it does get pretty violent at times. In her second nude
scene, Debbie has recovered from her injuries, and has decided to reverse the
roles with a revenge rampage. We first see her naked when she opts attract the
attention of one of her molesters in a way that Charles Bronson never did,
thank goodness. The guy thinks she's coming back for more of what he has give
her, but he ends up with ... um ... less. And she grins when she man-handles
him so badly.</span></span></div>
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out to celebrate their anniversary. After coming from a restaurant to the car
park they see thug beating up woman. Husband intervenes and gets killed by the
thug. Police is helpless because they have no eye-witnesses. Wife, Carla, gets
frustrated and goes to the country side to stay with her parents.</span></span></div>
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night local hell raisers decide to pay her a visit. They gang-rape her. Carla's
parents came back early, they were visiting relative, and the invaders kill
them. One of the invaders freaks out and threatens to tell everything. Invaders
kill him too and frame him for the murders. Hoodlums think that Carla is also
dead, but she is hospitalized in catatonic state.</span></span></div>
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get even. Rapers meet their end in various ways: one guy becomes human torch,
another one is castrated with knife. Now the town's sheriff and mob lead by the
rapers is after her. Mob burns down her house while she is still inside but she
manages to escape. She takes care of the last rapist and goes back to New York. She's got one
more thing to take care of, her husbands killer...</span></span></div>
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movie. This is pretty serious movie, not your typical over the top action
filled Santiago
flick. Beginning of the movie is pretty slow, but ones she gets on her revenge
rampage things really pick up. Over all pretty good revenge flick. </span></span></div>
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dirty/heavy movies and NAKED VENGEANCE was one I had kind of stumbled up on by
accident. I have never seen I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE and that was a candidate until
I read a little more about this movie and it described it as kind of a 80s
update of that movie. I can never say no to the 80s so without further ado I jumped
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cannot find online, must keep searching, need theme song) full of 80s
badassness. It plays over a scene of a loving wife/actress, Carla, and husband
getting ready for the day. They have their anniversary that night. Later, after
dinner, Carla’s husband tries to break up an attempted rape and is murdered in
the process. Flash forward to after the funeral, Carla goes to mourn at her
parent’s house in the country. There she is harassed by the rednecks in town
and the sheriff doesn’t seem to care. It’s not until a group of the drunken
fools go up to Carla’s family home, rapes her and kills her parents that law
enforcement take notice.</span></span></div>
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She lays in her hospital bed silent, eyes fixated into the distance somewhere.
But people are dying; specifically, the people involved in her attack are
dying. Things escalate into violence and explosions as Carla enacts her
vengeance.</span></span></div>
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better than regular woman-revenge movies. First, there was a good bit of setup
and, while every so slightly cheesy, I really did feel for Carla and her
situation. You could really tell she was deeply in love with her husband and
his death was extremely painful. I felt frustrated, as she did, with the people
in her parent’s town and the lack of interest on the part of the sheriff. These
men were very obviously out of control and this could have all been prevented.
Also, I really love how it’s a kind of a slasher mystery in the middle. Carla
is in bed all PATRICK like but people are still dying. Some of the kills are
really great.</span></span></div>
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80s feel, the setup and the payoff make it worth it all around if you can find
a copy. Also, found out via Twitter friends that the director Cirio H. Santiago
(who usually makes movies with a more goofy feel) has several other movies I
should watch. I didn’t recognize his name but I have seen T.N.T. JACKSON
(1974). I just might check out more of his stuff. </span></span></div>
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MIDGET IN THE PHILIPPINES
(AT THIS PRESENT MOMENT)</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[Previously published on the <a href="http://www.mondomacabrodvd.blogspot.com.au/2012/04/exclusive-excerpt-from-andrew-leavolds.html">Mondo Macabro</a> blog, April 2012]</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Long story, but he's my muscle in Manila: six foot-something, half
African-American, martial artist and kung fu actor from the Seventies onwards,
and if you watch Apocalypse Now, he's the tall black guy next to Robert Duvall.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqbFsOIsHPIeBtD1_P2pUpEhgTgV1kLHaJ2ylea0icxW8LSvsqGEuNBDlLi-DNKdryGjRYIrWXwes1BwbCvGU1i5f08YUur2amL5gB-dZX9mGk70j38MoRdTSnXOVk4gUon9UxVce2kA8/s1600/mura.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqbFsOIsHPIeBtD1_P2pUpEhgTgV1kLHaJ2ylea0icxW8LSvsqGEuNBDlLi-DNKdryGjRYIrWXwes1BwbCvGU1i5f08YUur2amL5gB-dZX9mGk70j38MoRdTSnXOVk4gUon9UxVce2kA8/s200/mura.jpg" width="200" /></a>The Philippines'
obsession with midgets hadn't ended with Weng Weng, I'm pleased to report. Only
months before my trip, a tongue-in-cheek rehash of the Pinoy Bond series from
the Sixties and Seventies had hit Manila
screens starring boy-faced heartthrob Vhong Navarro. The original Agent X-44,
forgotten action hero Tony Ferrer who's now into his Seventies and bloated from
diabetes, returned as Tony Falcon role; Vhong is his reserve. And in a nod to
For Y'ur Height Only, the 1981 midget spy spoof in which Ferrer plays Weng
Weng's white-suited boss, reserve agent Vhong's own reserve agent is played a
three foot-something midget superstar named.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Where's the interview?" asks Jim. "His
place. Tondo." Agent X-44's director Joyce Bernal had texted me Mura's
cellphone number several days before. "Tondo?" His eyebrows nearly
touch the tip of his bald dome. "Dude, I'm going with you."</span></span><br />
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Compton. A
sprawling mini-city of one and two-story buildings near Manila's oldest port,
housing some of the poorest inhabitants of Manila, and shanties made from
packing crates and shop signs filling up the spaces between buildings for the
even poorer, it's a grim slumscape made less depressing by the teeming life
everywhere. Kids splashing in flooded laneways or on sidewalks doing dodgy
deals, corner stores doing roaring trade in cigarettes and Smart Chat mobile
loads - the place is humming, positively vibrating. Some of these shanties,
so-called temporary dwellings for the itinerant or the landless, I suspect,
have been here longer than the bricks.</span></span></div>
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Tondo's a myth, the birthplace of gutter Cinderellas and hoods like Asiong
Salonga. Fellow Tondo-born icon and future President Joseph Estrada sealed his
reputation by blasting up cinema screens as Salonga in 1961, a full ten years
after the real gunslinger was shot in the head outside a Tondo corner store,
and his story of a sewer rat turning to a life of crime been retold at least
three times since to audiences weaned on tabloid cinema, if only to counter its
cheap and tawdry thrills with the old "crime doesn't pay" routine.
Other Tondo barakos (tough guys) have also been given the star treatment. Poor,
and dangerous: that's how the rest of Manila
knows Tondo.</span></span></div>
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main drag, looking in vain for Mura's turnoff. Steel gates on the west side
block out the port facilities, while the eastern view from President Ferdinand
E. Marcos Highway reveals just a hint of Tondo's endless warrens. It's hard to
believe the most famous midget in the Philippines AT THIS MOMENT lives in the
midst of such chaos.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mura - real name Allan Padua - had become famous several
years before as one half of a midget duo for ABS-CBN show Masayang Tanghali
Bayan ["Good Afternoon Nation"] called Mura and Mahal (that's Tagalog
for "cheap" and "expensive"). Noemi "Mahal"
Tesorero was already established on TV from playing little girls and miniature
Mae Wests; in real life she was a scandal magnet, confounding the press with
tales of her disastrous relationships, and sexy home videos that had somehow
slipped into the public domain.</span></span></div>
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girls’ clothes to appear as Mahal’s twin. Which also makes Mura the most famous
cross-dressing midget in the Philippines.
Despite subsequent roles sans dresses as Mars Ravelo’s Tiny Tony, as Nine Volt
in Volta, and opposite Vhong Navarro as a
friendly kiddie spook in Joyce Bernal's horror-comedy D'Anothers, he's
remembered by many as a she. "Is she still around?" asked another
curious cab driver. "She's a he," I relayed. "No…………" The
driver looked genuinely disturbed. I hope I didn't shatter any hetero-specific
fantasies he may have secretly harboured.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The cab stops, and two cops walk up to the passenger window.
It's ten in the morning and they're clearly on amphetamines with bugging,
almost varnished yellow eyeballs and the drug-sweats pouring out of them
profusely. Jim warily winds down his window.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">JIM: Jacinto
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">COP: (Peers through the window and starts babbling
excitedly) You need police escort? You pay me? (Laughs hysterically) How much
you give me?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Fifteen minutes later, we miraculously arrive at our
destination. As the cab pulls up outside a two story karaoke venue, we're
surrounded by eager urchins all yelling the familiar "Hello Joe!",
the companion phrase to "Victory Joe!" reserved for GIs and random
Caucasians since the Japanese defeat in '45. Moments like these you need to
throw them a fistful of Twinkies and Seven-Ups and beat your own hasty retreat.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At the top of the narrow flight of stairs we're ushered into
a large area flanked with karaoke speakers and plastic chairs stacked prior to
showtime. Celina Racho, an immaculately dressed lady who is Mura's manager and,
we deduce, karaoke queen, introduces herself. "And this," she says,
"is Mura."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I turn around expecting someone at eye level, then look
downwards to around knee height. A miniature man, no taller or larger than a
seven year old boy, stretches out his perfectly-proportioned hand.
"Hello," he squeaks, "I am Mura."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Celina shows us to Mura's dayroom: empty expect for a couch
and TV, painted in vivid slashes of red and yellow. Mura's originally from
Bicol province, and is taken care of by his manager and her husband, a
businessman and politician. Similar to Weng Weng's story, I mentally note. How
right I was.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mura sits on the red couch opposite me and my camera. Big
Jim translates, as Mura has only recently learnt Tagalog and, in his words,
"No speak Engliss!"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"How old were you when you were discovered?" I ask
Mura.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Twenty three." With his cheeky grin, cherub
cheeks and boy's clothes, Mura looks no older than seven. "And how old are
you now, may I ask?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Thirty one."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">My mouth must have hit the concrete floor, and Mura giggles.
He then tells the story of how he was paired with Mahal, and on the second
fitting produced the fateful dress. How did you feel, I ask, becoming famous
for dressing up as a girl?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"It's work. I couldn't do anything. At first it was a
surprise, I did not expect it. But people said that it fit me, that I look like
a girl." He giggles again. "People said that I looked a lot prettier
than Mahal."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I ask Mura if the role as Vhong's diminutive sidekick in
Agent X-44 was written for him. "They wanted a Weng Weng to be cast
opposite Tony Ferrer," he replies.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This makes sense! "Have you seen Weng Weng as Agent
OO?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Yes, when I was very young. When he jumped out of the
helicopter" - he starts miming the actions - "and jumps with the
umbrella, and with the balloons. I appreciate Weng Weng, he's very good."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">More than any time before, Weng Weng's legacy in the Philippines has
become so much clearer. I ask Mura if he would ever star in a remake of an
Agent OO film?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"It is my wish," he beams, "to have solo
film."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The mind starts clicking into hyperdrive. "I'll make it
for you!" I declare. Mura seems pleased, and I'm in a near-state of
ecstasy.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Back on the street, I point the camera at the Agent X-44
poster tacked lazily to the wall. Before I can mouth the words
"establishing shot", Jim walks up and says in a low, authoritative
voice: "Uh...put your camera away, dude."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I just want to get a clean shot of..."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Dude, put the fucking camera away. Now walk towards
the main road…(We head towards the main road) Walk a little faster. (We're now
practically in a sprint) Now let’s get across the road. Don’t worry about the
traffic. (We weave recklessly through four lanes of cars and trucks) Jump in
the first jeepney you see. Don’t hail a cab, just get in."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Facing each other across the back of the jeepney - those
decorated covered former army jeeps converted into cheap public transport - Jim
finally relaxes.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">ME: "Are you going to tell me what all that was
about?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">JIM: "Dude, I know you were all excited about meeting
the midget and shit, but JESUS CHRIST, man, this is the worst fucking
neighbourhood in Manila!
This is where kids practice working for the Syndicate by shooting live targets!
Did you see those two guys with handguns down the front of their pants walking
towards us?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">ME: "Um....no...."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">JIM: "And you’re waving around a four grand camera!
Look at us - the Nigger and the White Trash? We stick out like fucking dog’s
balls!"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Jim lights up a cigarette, and laughs at my mortified
expression.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In early 2011, I hear from actor Jo Mari Avella that Mura
was thrown from a tricycle in his home town of Albay in Bicol, and had broken both legs.
Penniless and in desperate need of handouts from fellow TV personalities to pay
for his rehabilitation, he resorted to begging on ABS-CBN. Thankfully one of
his co-stars made decent press mileage out of handing over a cheque for Mura's
rehab. To date, the little guy hasn't made it back into show business, and is
in danger of sinking into the obfuscating muck of "who the fuck are
you?"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The parallels between Mura's story and Weng Weng's are
disturbing: celebrity midget, ubiquitous star of films and TV shows, living out
of his manager's pocket and in their home, only to find himself ill, on the
poorhouse's doorstep and relying on charity. At some point Mura's manager
should be grabbed by her power-dressing lapels, and have the answer shaken out
of her to the question, "Where did all the money from Star Cinema and
ABS-CBN go?" And if there wasn't enough money to go around, why not?
Sadly, the Philippines is full of stories of their celebrities outliving their
usefulness and dying hungry and destitute, a symptom of a disposable pop culture
which throws its forgotten waste on the smoking piles of refuse. Not
surprisingly, Manila's most famous dump called Smoky Mountain,
no less than a Breugel vision of Hell and home to thousands of squatters living
off the dump's bountiful harvests before its redevelopment in 2007, is barely a
kilometre up the road from Mura's playhouse.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Against odds such as this, and with Weng Weng's life story
ringing alarm bells loudly, these fingers at least are crossed for Mura's
speedy recovery and return to the limelight.</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Interview with Andrew Leavold by Don Jaucian, <a href="http://www.philstar.com/Article.aspx?articleId=829590">The Philippine Star</a> 21/07/12</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">When the history books of Philippine cinema will finally
be dusted off, rewritten and repurposed for future generations of filmgoers,
the entire segment of Pinoy B-movies will probably be relegated to a mere
footnote; a fleeting mention of a sprawling narrative about weird creatures,
exploitation films, goons dressed up as nuns, and bionic boys shuffling around
the world’s film circuit, brandishing the flag of the Filipino filmmaking
industry like a leprous cousin.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What’s even more interesting is that these films actually
made money and sustained the local film industry for 40 years. Filipino
B-movies were in demand worldwide. Filmmakers like Eddie Romero, Gerry de Leon,
and Cirio Santiago (two of whom were anointed as National Artists for Film for
their more significant works) made a killing with films like Mad Doctor of
Blood Island, The Big Dollhouse, and Cleopatra Wong. These films were
co-productions with international producers and made with one-tenth of a budget
of a regular Hollywood fare. These English-dubbed movies featured mutated
humans, bionic boys, gay satanic bikers, armies of Aztec midgets, and nubile
Caucasian and African-American women in bamboo cages in the middle of the
jungle.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It’s this lowbrow circus freakshow of a film subculture
that drew Australian film historian and filmmaker Andrew Leavold to Pinoy B
movies.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What The Hell?</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“I think initially the ‘What the hell?’ factor drew me to
these films; the feeling that these films came out of a parallel universe where
the rules of filmmaking have been turned on their heads. As I started watching
more films I realized that there was definitely a style of filmmaking which was
quite foreign to Western audiences but once you get used to the taste, it’s
absolutely exhilarating. It would be like watching Swedish art cinema for the
first time,” says Andrew.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Andrew has been going back to the Philippines (which he
considers his second home) after meeting Cinemanila Film Festival director
Tikoy Aguiluz in an Australian film festival he curated several years ago. This
ignited his search for his personal holy grail: a two-foot-nine midget B-movie
actor known as Weng Weng. He has since dedicated his life making his
documentary The Search for Weng Weng, which until now remains in a thousand
pieces after an Australian producer picked it up and mutated into Machete
Maidens Unleashed.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Weng Weng</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“For me, Weng Weng is so deeply affecting purely because
it has become a personal journey,” he relates. “It acknowledges Weng Weng the
human being rather than Weng Weng the karate-kicking novelty. I’m uncovering
the story that no one in the Philippines seems to have done. I just found it
astounding that even the guy who trained and directed him in five films didn’t
even know his real name. I met the director of the first Weng Weng film, Dante
Boy Pangilinan, two weeks ago. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I embraced him like
a lost brother. It was a weird moment. Weird sh*t tends to happen around the
Weng Weng saga because I suspect he’s sitting on my shoulder, directing from
behind the scenes.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Andrew is also deeply fond of another actor who made his
name in B-movie parodies of Hollywood films, Dolphy. His perspective on the
comedy king’s career brings to light an alternative track running amok with
comic book heroes, secret agents, and a whole lot of kung fu films. Weng Weng
and Dolphy even worked in several films together including Stariray, The Quick
Brown Fox, and D’ Wild Weng Weng. Both Dolphy and Weng Weng symbolized the
ordinary Filipino in movies, taking on Hollywood clichés and dipping them into
a uniquely Filipino perspective.</span></span><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Dolphy As James Batman</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“In the parody films, Dolphy’s vaudeville shtick
translated perfectly once he started being featured in a starring role in the
1960s. The parody speaks so much about a playful anarchy and guerilla-style
tactics taking potshots at Hollywood with a distorted mirror image of what it
stole. There’s James Batman, where Dolphy played James Bond and Batman at the
same time. That stuff is just genius. There were other films like Adolpong
Hitler, Dolfinger. Where in the world would you find films like that?” Andrew explains.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">For Y’ur Height Only: In the 1981 Manila International
Film Festival, Eddie Nicart’s For Y’ur Height Only, a mockery of the Western
spy films, was the only film that was sold to international distributors,
beating out films by Fernando Poe Jr. and Lino Brocka.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Five years ago, he had the opportunity of meeting Dolphy
for The Search for Weng Weng. The King of Comedy talked about working with the
diminutive hero, and his own struggle to become one of the country’s top
comedians.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“These were the golden moments in The Search for Weng
Weng, sitting at a dinner table with Dolphy, eating pandesal and talking about
50-60 years of being a part of Pinoy experience which I could only experience
second-hand. He does comedy well and he gets what the audience wants from these
kinds of films. I’ve watched about 50 films of his. I don’t understand
everything, but I get it. It’s going to be tough living in a world without
Dolphy,” he says.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Despite the ridiculousness of B movies and parodies like
Dancing Master, Terror is a Man, and TNT Jackson, these are all cudgels of
cinematic heritage that academics and film historians shouldn’t overlook. They
might be low-grade spectacles of blood, sex, violence and slapstick catering to
a lower class of audience, but these are great examples of the Filipino
ingenuity in filmmaking, producing highly marketable films made with very low
budgets and were distributed in drive-ins, theaters, and homes around the
world. These co-productions became the training ground of Filipino filmmakers,
however shoddy the resulting films were, guided by international standards that
trickled into local cinema.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Let’s talk about pulp and commercial cinema [in a way]
that isn’t condescending; in ways that actually do recognize achievement,”
Andrew relates. “More than anything, Weng Weng represents a ‘f*ck you’ to
Hollywood; that they were able to take on Empire Strikes Back, in the West
Indies in Christmas of ’82 and beat them. It is the little Pinoy guy saying we
can do it on our terms even if we have to steal the James Bond idea and have a
midget James Bond with a small budget and still come out a winner. I think
that’s incredibly cool. These were the Filipino guys who are able to do some
amazing things on their own terms and resources. They showed such ingenuity and
pioneering spirit, forging distribution channels rather than piggybacking on
the Hollywood dream machine.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And now here they were, dripping wet after a sightseeing expedition in stifling heat, being welcomed into her inner sanctum. Mrs Marcos had called them over and introduced them to her closest friends and family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The two filmmakers have been embraced by the Philippines' splendidly bizarre film community over the past six years. They've found a niche in the Southeast Asian country by chronicling its film history - all the while making friends in high places.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Leavold's documentary on the star of For Y'ur Height Only and The Impossible Kid has been screened before in earlier cuts at film festivals. It sees him interviewing Weng Weng's co-stars and film crew trying to track down the whereabouts of the star, who died in 1992.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">While Leavold eventually found the resting place of Weng Weng, he felt he needed a more fitting ending and tribute to the martial artist/actor. And went about remedying that situation earlier this year.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"I could still finish it but I needed something to tie the whole thing together and that was this bizarre quest to track down Imelda," he said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"Then she taps me on the arm and says 'Let's do this again tomorrow. But meanwhile would you like to accompany me to my 83rd birthday party?' "</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"On the first day I asked her, 'Do you remember Weng Weng?' and you could see that it shook her out of her pre-prepared loop," he said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Confirming that Weng Weng had been a visitor to the Marcos palace, she said he had been invited because he made the couple laugh.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"She then started delivering this beautiful soliloquy about how Weng Weng was the 'little Filipino' who overcome his disability to become something extraordinary," he said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The documentary looks at the political and cultural importance of cinema to the Marcos's grip on the Philippines throughout their 20 years in power, beginning with the successful campaign film that help skyrocket Ferdinand Marcos to high office in the 1960s.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In particular Mrs Marcos, the driving force behind the creation of the Manila Film Centre, was asked about the films produced through the centre in the 1980s.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"In the early eighties, after the [Marcos critic and Filipino Senator] Benigno Aquino, Jr. assassination, Marcos's opponents - in particular the Catholic Church - started to gain ammunition against Marcos, who had a tenuous grip on power at the time," he said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"All of a sudden pornography reappears - but state-sanctioned and state-funded pornography courtesy of the Manila Film Centre.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"If you imagine films would have been the panacea to soothe a troubled population then you can say that escapist films and films that make it look like the government supported arts and culture would be a good distraction from what was really going on in the Philippines - assassinations, endemic poverty and a real Communist uprising.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"I asked her how she reconciled the pornographic films that the [government-owned] Experimental Cinema of the Philippines was funding?" he said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">She told Leavold that a pornographic film could be made as long as it ''corresponded to the true, the good and the beautiful''.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"So you could have a pornographic film as long as it was 'beautiful', or if it told 'the truth' about something," he said. "If it was artistic than it told a truth. If it was something that was anti-Marcos than it clearly wasn't about the truth.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Through their contacts they have made in the local industry they have scripted a film, Blood Red Sea, which has been taken on by the Film Academy of the Philippines, that reunites some of the country's action stars of the 1980s.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daniel Palisa under an enormous tiled portrait of Ferdinand</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mrs Marcos says hi to Daniel's camera</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">[Philippines
release date 25th April 1980, original title "Pedrong
Palaka"/"Pedro The Frog"; released internationally by Cinex
Films/F. Puzon Film Enterprises Inc, listed on the Greek VHS cover as
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<span style="font-size: small;">TAGALOG VERSION CREDITS: <i>Director</i> “Reginald King”/Rey
Malonzo <i>Producer </i>[uncredited] Rey Malonzo <i>Cinematography</i> Ver Dauz <i>Music</i> Snafu
Rigor <i>Editor</i> Joe Mendoza <i>Sound Effects Editors</i> “Jhun”/Jun Cabrales, Rudy
Cabrales <i>Sound Supervisor </i>Rolly Ruta <i>Assistant Editors </i>Rogelio Betez, Bonnie de
Guzman</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Cast </i>Rey Malonzo (Pedrong Palaka [export version: Pei
Fong]), Boy Fernandez, John Chan (export version: Cobra Po Chan), Christina
Diaz, Don Pepot (export version: Lee Wong), Katherine Santos, Danny Rojo
(Cobra's Fighter), Dante Javier</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">EXPORT VERSION CREDITS: <i>Director </i>"Reymond"/Rey
Malonzo <i>Cinematography </i>Ver Dauz <i>Music </i>Snafu Rigor <i>Editor</i> Joe Mendoza <i>Sound
Effects Editors </i>“Jhun”/Jun Cabrales, Rudy Cabrales<i> Sound Supervisor </i>Rolly Ruta
<i>Assistant Editors</i> Rogelio Betez, Bonnie de Guzman</span></div>
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Simon, Sandra Dee, Sheryl Monario?, Dante Javier </span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Mini-review by <span style="color: red;">Andrew Leavold</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Cinex Films' export credits highlight shots of a cobra in
the jaws of a frog, the powerful metaphor at the heart of the not-so-powerful
kung fu feature FORCE OF THE SHAOLIN BOXER, a product of martial arts
specialist Rey Malonzo, also in the producer's and director's chairs,
delivering a by-the-numbers goon-fu flick with generic action thrills and vague
exotic touches. Malonzo plays Pei Fong - Pedro in the original Tagalog version
- a slightly-built Shaolin
Temple initiate known for
his lightning speed, frog-like leaps and as a "crusader for Good".
The night he's made a Golden Master (possibly your only chance to see a naked
Malonzo in metallic paint), his mother is left for dead by evil cousin Cobra Po
Chan (Taiwanese kung fu star John Chan), also the killer of Pei Fong's father,
who steals not only the family fortune but Pei Fong's fiancé San Ling. Pei Fong
sets out on an epic voyage to avenge his family and to rescue San Ling, a
journey which finds him shipwrecked on an island ruled by a primitive tribe,
and bound and marked for execution as a dreaded "outlander". The
Great Chief's daughter Kalia takes pity on him and arranges his escape, but not
before she becomes pregnant with his child; caught once more, Pei Fong manages
to battle it out with Kalia's betrothed Lawin to secure his freedom, and if
fate allows it, promises to return to her one day. Further along the road he
inadvertently stumbles into a kung fu tournament, wins, and is taken in by
fight promoter Lee Wong (comedian Don Pepot) as his new champion. Sure enough,
Lee Wong's rival is the dreaded Cobra, and after tearing through Cobra's stable
of fighters - Malonzo's battle to the death with a mean-looking, spike-gloved
Danny Rojo in a warehouse-cum-funhouse is easily the film's highlight - he sets
out to liberate both San Ling and the pregnant Kalia, and face off against
Cobra: frog stealth versus snake venom. Recommended for goon fetishists and
Malonzo completists only.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #1: </b>Howdy Pilgrims!
Daniel Palisa and I outside the ruins of the Diplomat Hotel in mountainous Baguio, scene of the
ultimate nuns-with-machine-guns battle in They Call Her Cleopatra Wong (1978).
It was originally a Dominican monastery in the 1800s before it was a hotel,
then taken over by a Faith movement, and has been in ruins for over 20 years.
And there it was, after a 20 minute drive uphill: the convent from Cleopatra
Wong. Scanning the mouldering rooftops, my head was filled with visions of
Bobby's moustache-clad nuns falling to their deaths in slow motion. I'm sure,
somewhere amidst the slime-covered fountains and bombed-out rooms there's a
metaphor for the Philippines
film industry somewhere...</span></div>
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#2: </b>Cebu. Man I love that place. We stayed at
a fantastic backpackers called Kukuk's Nest (actually more like an artist's
retreat) for two days with our incredible host Maria Victoria Beltran and her zombie-filmmaker progeny Ivan Zaldarriaga, ate and drank like
kings, dropped anchor off an island and lazed in pith helmet on the
crystal-clear sea, tore through the Church
of Santo Nino, and managed to squeeze
in a "Bamboo Gods" talk at the University of San Carlos
courtesy of the VERY generous and welcoming head of cinema studies Misha
Anissimov. Here's what remained of the USC film geeks...thank you Cebu!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #3: </b>The desert in
Ilocos Norte. The north-west part of Luzon island, twelve hours drive from
Manila, is the last place you'd expect sand dunes, and that's what makes the
Philippines' terrain so adaptable for movies. Cirio Santiago shot most of his
post-apocalypse films nearby, and here at Fort Ilocandia - looking a little
greener than usual thanks to the recent typhoon - Jim Gaines Jr shows me where
Teddy Chiu shot him and Cynthia Khan in the futuristic kickboxing
"epic" ETERNAL FIST/FIST OF STEEL (1992). This shot was taken just
one minute before we received the phone call: "Madame Imelda is waiting
for you..."</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #4: </b>Cecille Baun, the
Godmother of Gore and Queen of Special Effects. This humble and generous lady,
pictured in her workshop with me and Daniel Palisa and one of her many burnt
rubber babies, revolutionized the way effects were created for the local film
industry way back in the early Seventies, then went on to such diverse projects
as Apocalypse Now, Platoon, Hamburger Hill (for which she was nominated for an
Academy Award), Shake Rattle And Roll, the Darna series, Raw Force, and John
Sayle's recent Amigo. Needless to say, Dani and I completely ran amok in her
toystore!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #5: </b>Dolphy. The Pinoy
King of Comedy passed away July 10th after seven decades in show business;
here's a photo of a screening of his parody film James Batman (1966) - in which
Dolphy plays James Bond AND Batman, and often in the same shot! - we did two
days later in an artists' space in Baguio.
I had the honour of meeting and interviewing Dolphy back in 2007, and having
watching around fifty of his films I understood the enormous outpouring of
emotion at his passing; as if an precious part of the Philippines' collective
consciousness has departed this world forever. Screening James Batman that
night was a raw, bittersweet experience, but made that much richer by sharing
it with the crazed rice wine-swilling, bongo-bopping Baguio crowd (thanks Uber Alles!). RIP
Dolphy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #6:</b> House parties at
Richard Somes'. We bring a shopping bag full of Tanduay rum and mixer, Richard
cooks up half a caribou, the horror directors come on over with the old Goons,
and twelve hour later... Somes (in white t-shirt) is one of the most
interesting genre directors currently working in the Philippines, his latest
aswang film Corazon making a killing at the local box office; Maria Rico Ilarde
(second from right) is also a veteran horror guy, currently completing a Regal
film about a killer fridge (!!), while Ato Bautista (right) is the more
avant-garde of the three - see his genre-bending Carnivore and The Night
Infinite. Daniel Palisa and I are flanked by veteran B actors - and Apocalypse
Now extras! - Jim Gaines Jr (left) and Don Gordon Bell (front). Mabuhay!</span></div>
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Specifically, the wallpaper in the home of Celso Ad Castillo, one the of the
greatest ever filmmakers the Philippines
has ever produced - Burlesk Queen (1977) with Vilma Santos, the horror classics Kill Barbara With Panic (1974) and Maligno
(1978), iconic adult films Isla (1984) with Maria Isabel Lopez and the Soft
Drink Beauties' Snake Sisters (1984), and that's just a hint at an
extraordinary career. Daniel Palisa and I did the pilgrimage to his family
house in Laguna, just over three hours drive from Manila, and for the next six
hours drank rum and brandy, and talked about movies and laughed and plotted a
collaboration. Keep watching this space...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #7: </b>Guns. It's a
gun-happy culture. Even the signs at the Manila Zoo say "Please leave your
handguns at the counter". So OF COURSE you're going to find a shooting
range in the sub-basement of the Makati
Square trip mall. There were .45s, 9mms, a .22
(pictured) that pierced armour and went off like a landmine, and a pump action
shotgun that screamed "F*ck you!!!" every time you discharged an
empty shell. And yes, I am still vegan.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #8: </b>Jeepneys. Those
garishly-decorated reconditioned troop carriers that clog up roads and cost
less than twenty cents a trip. Cel was our driver from Laoag Airport
and he agreed to be our driver for the two days in Ilocos Norte; in return he
received twice his regular wage plus he came to Imelda Marcos' birthday party
with us. Believe me, there's nothing classier than turning up to the Marcos
mansion in a jeepney!</span></div>
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the remains of UP Diliman's ISA (Interdependent Student-Centred Activism)
organization after a three hour lecture and DVD compilation of Pinoy B films,
one of four campus talks I did last visit. Watching the kids lose their minds
over the collected works of Weng Weng, Bobby A. Suarez and Cirio H. Santiago is
a subversive joy unto itself and makes for a loose, fun, carnival-like
atmosphere inside those hallowed halls of learning. Thank you Marko Yambao for
inviting me, and hope to see you guys soon!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>100 REASONS WHY I LOVE THE PHILIPPINES #10: </b>Contrabidas, or
screen villains. If you were making an action film in the Philippines, you too would cast veteran actor
with 25 years of films under his black belt and gold medalist in Tae Kwon Do
Monsour del Rosario, pictured here in his Makati City Hall
office with me and Daniel Palisa, as your contrabida. Picture this: we've just
handed him our script, we get the thumbs-up, and to seal the deal we head down
to the police shooting range in City Hall's basement to blast away on his
custom-made 45. Even by non-Tae Kwon Do standards, pure Gold.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Published on the <a href="http://www.gmanetwork.com/news/story/262814/lifestyle/people/weng-weng-and-my-love-affair-with-pinoy-b-films%20">GMA News </a>website, Philippines
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<span style="font-size: small;">All life-long obsessions have to start somewhere. Mine?
Seeing a two-foot nine James Bond use a three-foot villain named Mr Giant as a
punching bag.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The film was For Y'ur Height Only, and the miniature Bond
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<span style="font-size: small;">I was one of those Betamax Generation kids who grew up in
video stores in the Middle East. No Star Wars
and Indiana Jones for me, though. Instead it was a steady diet of bottom of the
barrel treats: Zombie Flesheaters, biker films, Humanoids From The Deep.
"Good" films came later. A Clockwork Orange, Easy Rider, El Topo. I preferred
"outsider" cinema because - well, I was one weird little kid. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">After college, I opened my dream video rental store full of
the craziest films I could find. "Trash Video" was an endless voyage
of discovery as I discovered even more titles from the Philippines.
Cirio Santiago, Bobby A. Suarez and Eddie Romero became my new Kings of the
Drive-In. I fried my brain on Cirio's Mad Max ripoffs, Bobby's Cleopatra Wong
series. These killers from Manila
seemed to occupy a parallel film universe to the one I was used to, a perpetual
loop of kung fu kicks, floral shirts, hair helmets and big moustaches, and
seemingly baffling twists of logic. I was hooked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">It was at Brisbane International Film Festival that things
started getting weird. Cleopatra Wong herself, Marrie Lee, flew from Singapore to
introduce the screenings I'd programmed. I was wearing my 'I Heart Weng Weng' T
shirt when Cinemanila director Tikoy Aguiluz came to my 'Bamboo Gods And Bionic
Boys' seminar. "I love Weng Weng too!" he proclaimed. "Come and
join me in Manila…"
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<span style="font-size: small;">Next thing I knew, I found myself in a Greenbelt cinema in front of a Cinemanila
audience filming them chanting "We love Weng Weng!" I suddenly
remembered a dream from ten years before. I was in a Manila hotel room with a
camera in one hand a phone in the other, and was saying to the voice on the
other end, "My name is Andrew Leavold, I'm a filmmaker from Australia in Manila to make a documentary about Weng
Weng." Spooky!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Under such bizarre circumstances my film The Search For Weng
Weng had begun, and was already starting to resemble a cheap detective novel as
I pieced together Weng Weng's forgotten saga. I stumbled on editor Boy Vinarao
outside Mowelfund, and discovered by chance that he had edited all of Weng
Weng's films! "What happened to him?" I wanted to know. All he
remembered was that Weng Weng may have died.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I then tracked down action director, goon and award-winning
stuntman Eddie Nicart. Eddie was director on five of Weng Weng's films, and had
trained him to become a stuntman. Even he couldn't tell me what happened to
him, or remember Weng Weng's real name. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Search For Weng Weng was hitting a brick wall at the end
of a blind alley. Such is the relentless nature of popular culture; precious
things become lost beneath its ever-shifting sands.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Out of the blue, a legman called Rene sent me a text:
"I found WW's brother." A day later I'm at the doorway to a modest Pasay dwelling face to
face with Celing de la Cruz, his only surviving sibling, and an older and
taller replica of Weng Weng. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Celing not only gave me Weng Weng's often heartbreaking life
story, but also drove me in his jeepney to the home Weng Weng (real name
Ernesto) was born in, and guided me to his final resting place in Pasay City
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<span style="font-size: small;">I remember placing my hand on Weng Weng's simple concrete
tomb and feeling like I'd finally completed a seemingly impossible quest for
the Holy Grail - that is, if the Grail was a two foot nine James Bond.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Flash forward to 2012: I'm only days away from my eighth
visit to Manila,
a place I now regard as my second home, where those B film pioneers are now my
friends and associates. Griffith University in Brisbane
invited me to turn my research into a doctoral thesis on genre filmmaking in
the Philippines.
I now lecture in Pinoy B films, and this trip will travel the country's
university campuses, preaching an alternate history of Philippine Cinema, with
Weng Weng as its focal point and avatar.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">As for The Search For Weng Weng, the project was taken over
by Australian TV with me as Associate Producer and mutated into Machete Maidens
Unleashed, a broader history of drive-in trash from the Philippines, which has
since screened all over the world. I'm certainly proud of Machete…, but my
dream project is still in a thousand pieces, and if any equally obsessive
producers out there are interested in sharing in my madness, please drop me a
line, or I'll see you in class!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>Australian-born Andrew Leavold is a published author, film
festival curator, musician, TV presenter, filmmaker, and above all, unrepentant
and voracious fan of eccentric and lowbrow cinema. He will be giving a series of talks in the Philippines at the following venues: June 27: College
of Mass Communication, UP Diliman, Quezon City; July 4: University
of San Carlos, Cebu; July 5: La Salle,
Bacolod City;
July 11: College of Mass Communication, UP Diliman, Quezon
City; July 13: UP Baguio.
He can be reached at andrewleavold@gmail.com.</b></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556748701863554140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8128484667083785603.post-44216565834180670452012-06-06T11:52:00.001+10:002012-06-06T11:53:13.872+10:00Fortress In The Sun (1975)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Meek" Roxas <i>Executive Producer </i>Jesse G. Chua <i>Cinematography </i>Armando
Dulag <i>Music</i> Emy Munji <i>Theme Song</i> Jun Polistico <i>Editor </i>Josepino Marcos </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Cast </i>Nancy Kwan (Maria de Leon), Tony Ferrer (Tony), Fred
Galang (Emilio), Eddie Garcia (Don Eduardo de Leon), Chanda Romero (Teresa),
Logan Clarke (Rico), Ruel Vernal (Allan Lee), Mel Francisco (Torrente), Dave Raymundo,
Johnny Vicar, Conrad Poe (Mario de Leon), Van Munoz, Roldan Rodrigo, Paquito
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from overseas to her family's hacienda at Tierra del Fuego, where their sugar
plantation's workers have been forced to choose between two evils: the sadistic
treatment of her father Don Eduardo (Eddie Garcia at his sneering, domineering
best), or the bandit Torrente (Mel Francisco) and his scorched earth policy
against the sugar baron. Into the hacienda come two strangers, the undercover
cop Tony (former "James Bond of the Philippines" and karatista Tony
Ferrer) who in the line of duty falls in love with the kind-hearted reformer
Maria, and the mysterious kung fu expert Alan Lee (Ruel Vernal), worming his
way as personal bodyguard into Don Eduardo's confidence. An action-drama with a
social conscience, this competent Mirick Films export title directed by George
Rowe - Ferrer's director on a number of 60s Agent X44 films - is punctuated with fistfights,
kung fu brawls, and explosive combat scenes as the hacienda becomes a
battlefield pitting boss against workers and sex-crazed bandidos, and a
fantastic supporting cast - Fred Galang and Chanda Romero playing sibling
worker activists, American actor Logan Clarke as Don Eduardo's equally sadistic
henchman Rico, and Conrad (half-brother of FPJ) Poe as one of Don Eduardo's
sons.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>1986 – <span style="color: red;">James Bone: Agent 001</span> </b>(Jonrox Films/Larry Santiago Productions)</span></div>
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<i>Screenplay/Associate Director</i> Ric Acasio<i> Producer</i> “Umo” <i>Line Producer</i> Verseo
Octavo <i>Cinematography</i> Rudy Quijano <i>Music </i>Ding Lamano <i>Editor</i> Samuel Domondon
<i>Sound Technician</i>
Tony Faustino <i>Sound Effects </i>Ben Samson <i>Production Supervisor/General Manager </i>Ricky Santiago<i> Production Manager
</i>Wilfredo Mendoza <i>Production Controller </i>Simie Dolano <i>Production Consultant</i>
Mennen Santiago <i>In Charge of Administration </i>Rosanna Manalaysay <i>Art Designer</i> Nilda Rendaje <i>Effectsman </i>Adis San
Pedro <i>Makeup</i>
Ester Cayabyas <i>Settingman </i>Mamerto Valerio <i>Clapper J</i>essie Quijano <i>Assistant Cameraman </i>Rodel Quijano <i>Head Driver
</i>Ruben Bitancor <i>Utility </i>Allan Paradero <i>Material Trustee </i>Rex Romero <i>PRO</i> Tino
Vellya <i>Caterer</i> Esperanza Agang <i>Dubbing Editors</i> Arceno Collado, Danny
Collado <i>Stillman</i> Tony Roxas <i>Legman</i> Raul Segarra <i>Layout </i>Eddie Domer <i>Credit Titles </i>Lauro Romero <i>Sales Manager</i> Ador
Baligaya <i>Account Executive </i>Jomar Laurel <i>Advertising Manager</i> Jay Torres
<i>Accountant </i>Jun Gahutan <i>Collector</i> Joselito Exito <i>Shipping in Charge</i> Ramon
Soriano <i>Shipper </i>Boy Faustino </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Cast </i>Palito (James Bone), Melissa Mendez (Sabrina), Charlie
Davao (Viller), Joaquin Fajardo (Crooked Finger), Don Pepot (Scientist), Ruben
Ramos (Swordsman), Eddie Llaneta (Boy Macho), Clarissa Mojer (Odessa), Jon Jon,
Komander Jack <i>Angels </i>Liza Mojica, Fe Timbol, Mary Joy Warren, Femmy Mojica,
Rizza Borja, Jessica Fabros, Marte Mojica, Camea Amor, Rona Denaga <i>Goons </i>Romy
Nario, Joe Andrade, Larry Esguerra, Torling, “Rolland”/Roland Falcis, Jay
Grama, Boy Sta. Ana, Cris Aguilar, Leo Gamboa, Robert Allan, Jess Bonzo, Benny
May, Boy Panai, Tony Roxas, Omay Rivera, Geron Vega, Sir William, George
Tormeda, Cesar de Paz, Bobo Cruz, Tonton Kishanni, Dalton de Castro, Boy
Bernal, Jun Silda, Peddy May</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Review by <span style="color: red;">Andrew Leavold</span>: </b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Like many older comedians from the Vaudeville era,
stick-thin Palito traded on his startling appearance, along with a stock of
facial ticks, grimaces and smutty wordplay, and in turn etched his features
into the rockface of Pinoy pop culture. When he passed away in 2010 from lung
cancer aged 76, there was a genuine sense of sadness over his passing, as if a
small piece of the Philippines'
collective film psyche had vanished into the ether forever. For Palito was
truly a veteran of hundreds of Filipino comedies and action films from the
mid-Sixties, a regular bit-player in films alongside Dolphy, Chiquito, Tito Vic
and Joey, Fernando Poe Jr, Nino Muhlach, Redford White and many others, and a
memorably meatless face with pronounced cheekbones and sunken eyes often
registering a look of pure bewilderment, to count upon for a scene or two of
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<span style="font-size: small;">The most vivid recurring mental image of Palito amongst
Filipino filmgoers is that of a walking corpse: bone-white, in a funeral
shroud and bandage wrapped around his jaw. The schtick is remembered today as
if it was freshly minted. I remember interviewing Palito in 2007 when comedian
Amay Bisaya interrupted and rolled off a checklist of patented Palito cliches:
"How are you, Mr Palito? Are you still dead? Are you living in the
cemetery?" Unfortunately for Palito, his level of public recognition could
no longer be converted into paid movie work. Towards the end he barely scraped
by with a living wage, working a weeknight gig playing congas at a casino in Santa Cruz, and cadging
bus money from anyone who would take the time to buy him a cup of coffee.
"Producers have given him a large amount of money," other out of work
actors would tell me, sensing a conspiracy of pathetic proportions, "he's
only pretending to be poor." They believed every word! Nevertheless his
wife and children was virtually penniless when he died - was Palito keeping his
rolls of unspent cash stashed in his congas, perhaps? - and went public asking
for donations for hospital bills for his final hospital stay. Poor, sweet,
fragile man. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Back in Palito's heyday in the Eighties, it was possible for
him to shoot scenes for three or four movies in a single day, changing costumes
in the back of jeepneys as he tore from one set to the next. A substantial role
alongside pale-skinned comedian Redford White in his Rambo ripoff <b style="color: red;">Johnny Rambo
Tango </b>(1985) led to top-billing a handful of comedies in the mid to late
Eighties, starting with two more Stallone/First Blood riffs, <b><span style="color: red;">Ram-Buto</span></b>
("Ram-Bone", 1986) and, in another skeletal dig, N<b><span style="color: red;">o Blood No
Surrender</span></b> (1986). The were cheap, goofy, and appeared at the peak of the Pinoy
Parody craze, proving the local producers' old adage "when you're onto a
winning horse, beat it to death, and quickly". Barely as soon as the end
credits faded, <b style="color: red;">No Blood No Surrender</b>'s company Jonrox Films and distributor
Larry Santiago Productions commissioned a further Palito starrer, this time as
a beanpole secret agent: <b style="color: red;">James Bone, Agent 001</b>. No Blood's writer, bald goon
actor Ruben Ramos, was promoted to the director's chair, presiding over a
budget even more wretched that the film could've been projected on the wooden
slats of a chicken house and still not lose money.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">In the opening scene, a crime boss is gunned down by an
unseen assassin. As a result, three underworld rivals meet to argue over who
will be the next Godfather. The chubby and sweaty Crooked Finger (Joaquin Fajardo) and
Boy Macho (Eddie Llaneta) are about to set their goons on each other, when the
gorgeous Sabrina (Melissa Mendez) suggests a contest, the winner brings in the
Syndicate's biggest headache: James Bone, Secret Agent 001. Debonair in his
bone-tight silk suit, James is the country's top crime fighter, a ladies man
AND karate expert with no need for any visible gadgets other than a talking
Datsun (thank you Knight Rider!). Even though he lives with his mother, he
manages to bring one wide-eyed young lady back to his boudoir. "You might
be hospitalized out of shock with what I've got," he warns her, before
taking off his bath robe. "Can you handle this?" Apparently not, as
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<span style="font-size: small;">With Ramos - former stuntman and character actor in over
twenty years of action films, at the helm of James Bone, you'll understand just
how the term "Goon Comedy" applies to much of the Philippines'
comic output: equal amounts of bona fide goon-centric action scenes to comedy,
if not more. In <b style="color: red;">James Bone</b>, it translates into one endless fight scene after
another, as waves of goons - first Crooked Finger's, then Boy Macho's - are
thrown at the hapless, befuddled Bone, giving as much screen time needed for
the audience to fully gawp at his unfeasibly skinny frame going through its
gyrations. Naturally he has some serious body armour to protect his ribs and
twig arms, as well as a bag of dirty tricks such as poking one bodybuilder's
eyes out, then punching them in the crotch; in another scene, Bone punches a
goon, they drop to the floor, and Palito suddenly grabs his broken hand and
cries out, "Waaaaaaaah!!!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Weng Weng fans will remember Ruben Ramos as the bald goon
sitting on a bed, complaining how Yehlen Catral his gang had bungled a hit on
Agent OO: "Now you'll get a bullet in your belly, Lola…this is it,
kid!" Ramos naturally puts in appearance waving around a samurai sword in
front of Palito in a warehouse punchup, and Romy Nario, another <b style="color: red;">For Y'ur Height
Only </b>baddy ("There's a lot of dough in this dough…the butcher, the baker,
the candlestick maker!") plays one of Boy Macho's henchmen. Other guest
stars also get their ten minutes: top-billed Charlie Davao, ever the convincing
contrabida, fences with the unbleeding Bone, while Don Pepot as a scientist
tries to sell Bone a pair of x-ray specs at a beerhouse, and their scene
degenerates quickly into two aging vaudevillians snickering over naked people
making out. Comedy Gold? Mould, more like, and the rest of the film is covered in
dense matting of it too. But if you are capable of not only buying into
Palito's well-worn schtick, but also peeking past the spectacle into the heart
of a sad clown, fragile man and genuinely funny entertainer, then you too will
love the sight of an anorexic beating up the ever-rolling Goon Parade as much
as I do. Gold.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556748701863554140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8128484667083785603.post-44548670648141224972012-05-09T18:17:00.000+10:002012-05-09T18:21:17.922+10:00Shadow Of The Dragon (1973)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">[Release date 1st December 1973; released in France as
"Il Etait Une Fois Bruce Lee"/"Once Upon A Time Bruce Lee"]</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Director</i> Jun Gallardo <i>Story/Screenplay </i>Ka Ikong <i>Producer</i> Jun
Dominguez <i>Cinematography</i> Jojo Sangco <i>Music</i> Tito Sotto </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Jo Mari, his wife Cora and I, June 2011. No-one could have believed this would be Jo Mari's last photo.</span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Our
good friend, writer/director/actor <a href="http://bamboogodsandbionicboys.blogspot.com.au/search/label/Jose%20Mari%20Avellana">Jo Mari Avellana</a>, would have been 71
today. Sadly he passed away last year, leaving behind an incredible
body of work with Cirio, Boy Puzon, Ferde Grofe Jr, Tony Maharaj and
many others. Here's to you, Joe.</span></span></h6>
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<i><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> Jo Mari helping me interview producer/director Tony Maharaj (Future Hunters, The Fighter)</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">, 2007</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Henry Strzalkowski, Jo Mari, Nina Dandan and I at Henry's favourite bar Heckle And Jeckle, Makati 2008</span></i></span></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556748701863554140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8128484667083785603.post-26349532923961396112012-05-05T14:07:00.005+10:002012-05-05T14:07:54.398+10:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">Howdy Bamboo Gods!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">It's that time of the year when I head back to Manila for a series of talks and screenings. This time I may be heading to Mindanao and the Visayas in late June/early July, so any Philippines readers, please drop me a line at my new email address: andrewleavold@gmail.com</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">If you're on Facebook, please join our discussion group FILIPINO B FILM FANS: "A meeting place for anyone interested in genre filmmaking in the
Philippines - those who made the films, or those of us who simply love
watching them". Click <a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/282481358503515">here</a>, and we'll hopefully see you online.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I've also started recounting previous adventures in the Philippines on the Mondo Macabro blog. Click <a href="http://mondomacabrodvd.blogspot.com.au/2012/04/exclusive-excerpt-from-andrew-leavolds.html">here</a> for the first extract from The Tanduay Rum Diaries (thank you Hunter S!).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Finally, there's now proof that the third and rarest of Weng Weng films dubbed into English, D'Wild Wild Weng (1982), did indeed get a legitimate release somewhere in the world...on UK VHS!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Cheers and salamat, Andrew</span><br />
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