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Darna! Ang Pagbabalik

May 4th, 2012 | article by | No Comments »
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a.k.a. Darna: The Return
directed by
 Peque Gallaga and Lore Reyes

1994 / Viva Films / 104
written by Floy Quintos, from characters by Mars Ravelo
cinematography by Marissa Floirendo
music by Archie Castillo
starring Anjanette Abayari, Edu Manzano, Cherie Gil, Pility Corrales, Rustom Padilla, Bong Alvarez, and Lester Llansang

If you want to know more about Mars Ravelo’s Wonder Woman inspired yet supremely Filipino superheroine Darna and her different on-screen incarnations, head on over to my buddy and fellow agent of M.O.S.S. Todd of Die, Danger, Die, Die, Kill, who has spent a lot more time watching and thinking about Darna movies than I have.

The home province of everyone’s favourite rural superheroine Darna (Anjanette Abayari) is flooded in a villain-caused (yet not exactly explained by the film) catastrophe. Worse, a large woman clad in green and wearing a turban accosts our heroine in her non-superheroic form as country girl Narda while she’s distracted by a snake and clobbers her from behind. The villainess then proceeds to steal the stone Narda needs to swallow to transform into Darna, leaving our heroine for dead and in the rather undignified position of having to be rescued from the rising flood by her Grandma and her little brother Ding (Lester Llansang).

Either the clobbering, the loss of the stone, or the trauma of the natural catastrophe leaves Nards rather addled in the brain, and she spends the following escape of her family to Manila – as well as her first days there – as a happy, mute, loon, though somewhat threatened by various unpleasant males who find her mental state all too inviting. Still, it’s like a super hero vacation.

Once arrived in Manila, the family takes shelter in the hovel of Pol (Rustom Padilla), who may or may not be a distant relative, but who in any case once left their country home for the big city.

 
 
 

After various adventures – among them a meeting with local gangster chief Magnum (Bong Alvarez) – a sort of plot develops. It turns out that Darna’s arch nemesis, the snake-haired Valentina (Pilita Corrales), is responsible for the loss of Darna’s stone. She needs it to keep herself from turning into an – probably ill smelling – heap of goo, it seems.

Apart from that Valentina has bigger plans too. Her – also snake-haired – daughter Valentine aka Dr. Aden (Cherie Gil) has founded a millennial cult playing on the fears of the poor parts of society, promising her followers that Manila will rise into the skies to save them all from the coming destruction of the Philippines by floods, if they just pray hard enough. Valentine’s crazy preacher TV programme (she has interpretative background dancers) puts the mind-whammy on Grandma, who soon spends all her time praying and furnishing Pol’s hovel with plants. Which is actually an improvement, but hey – evil!

Anyway, while he’s out and about sniffing around the cult’s lair (why? you got me there), Ding manages to steal Darna’s stone back, and soon enough, our heroine is fighting evil-doers again, getting into a romantic triangle with Pol and a cop named Max (Edu Manzano), and saving the Philippines from the snake family’s evil plans.

Well, say what you will against the at times plodding pace of this outing of the ever-popular Filipino heroine Darna, but it’s still packed full of stuff, some of it interesting, some puzzling, some just plain weird. My plot synopsis has left out various side plots, “comic” distractions and characters – like Ding’s female friend Pia (Jemanine Campanilla) – the movie decides to forget halfway through, but really, this is not the kind of film that’s interested in a finely crafted dramatic arc. The film’s structure is – like in most other films meant for a more rural Filipino audience I’ve seen – episodic and distractible, and often reminded me of the way 70s Bollywood tried and succeeded to be everything to every viewer. Despite the absence of musical numbers, Darna! Ang Pagbabaliktruly squeezes everything and the kitchen sink into its 100 minutes of running time: cute children, low-brow humour, superheroic throw-downs, romance, a bit of horror, some excellent South-East Asian weirdness like freaky snake person transformation effects and an exploding villainess, a bit of social melodrama, and even a bit of religion (not surprising in a Filipino movie, really).

 
 
 

This kind of approach does of course threaten a film’s coherence and always risks to annoy a given viewer by spending too much time on the elements she isn’t interested in. As a German viewer, I’m certainly not part of the film’s core audience, seeing as it is clearly produced with a Filipino audience of the early 90s in mind, playing with and against the anxieties – poverty, religious mania, natural catastrophes – of its time and place. If you look at a film like this as an outsider, you need to bring a bit of patience and a willingness to accept a slightly different view of the world than you’re used to; in this regard, Darna! Ang Pagbabalik is just like a Ramsay Brothers movie or the body of work of Sompote Sands, though certainly more good-natured than the works of the former, and far less painful than those of the latter.

Fortunately, the film – co-directed by Peque Gallaga and Lore Reyes – does have more than a few elements that make getting into it quite easy for somebody of my tastes, and, I suspect, the discerning tastes of the typical reader of this column. If there’s one thing that speaks a true international language, after all, then it’s scenes of a statuesque and likeable beauty in a skimpy yet curiously not sleazy outfit flying around punching evil-doers and monsters. Abayari may not be the greatest of actresses (especially when playing trauma clown Narda), but she’s likeable (you seldom see a US superhero grin this much, as if it were an actual joy being a hero, flying and saving people, instead of a pain in the ass), has the right physique for her role and manages to wear a skimpy costume with a degree of dignity that shouldn’t be taken for granted.

But even when it isn’t clobbering time, Darna! Ang Pagbabalik has more than enough enjoyable, or at least interesting moments. Some of the scenes surrounding the snake women’s cult are actually somewhat disturbing in their portrayal of religious mania – those that aren’t pretty goofy, that is – and the whole plot line of Grandma turning into one of the cult members is not exactly realistically handled, but quite effective as a play on the fear of losing a lost one to malevolent influences without having the power to do anything about it.

These scenes are pretty dark for what is at its core a family movie, and would be quite unthinkable in a Hollywood family movie (just as the semi-realistic portrayal of poverty and desperation), which is, of course something I do approve of.

And even though Darna! (you gotta love that exclamation mark there) Ang Pagbabalik isn’t meant for me, it still made me glad to have watched it.


The Horror!? is a regular cult cinema column by Denis Klotz, aficionado of the obscure and operator of the film blog of the same name.



Ninja Warriors

December 31st, 2011 | article by | No Comments »
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dir. John Lloyd
1985 / Silver Star Film Company / ~90′
written by Ron Marchini, Romano Kristoff and Paul Vance
music by Pat Wales, director of photography Bob Aaron
starring
Ron Marchini, Romano Kristoff, Paul Vance,
Ken Watanabe, Mike Cohen and Mike Monty
Ninja Warriors is available on VHS via Amazon.com, or in your nightmares

The holidays are winding down here in Wtf-Film-land, the jollity of days past reduced to little more than a slowly deteriorating refrigerated turkey and a few uncollected scraps of wrapping paper scattered about the floor. But much as I (and my waistline) would like to look forward to the year ahead there’s just one more bit of holiday business to attend to: the first annual M.O.S.S. Secret Santa assignment, my contribution to which has already been covered by the wonderful Fist of B-List. Thanks are due to Keith, of Teleport-City fame, for sending along this fetid slice of cinematic merriment, a US-Filipino martial arts fiasco from the bygone heyday of the under-produced action in-epic. It seems that, like myself, Keith had bad-white-actors-pretending-to-be-ninjas on the brain this holiday season, and the biggest surprise of his offering is that neither Joseph Lai, Thomas Tang, or even the inimitable Godfrey Ho are to be found in its credits. Don’t let that fool you, though, as 1985′s Ninja Warriors is at least as dreadful as anything that jolly band of schlock-shop entrepreneurs ever cobbled together.

Even though Ho and co. aren’t involved you’d never guess from the story line, which reads like those for any number of their efforts. Ninja Warriors concerns an evil band of ninja baddies (and one outrageously bearded goon) who are working feverishly to acquire a top secret and ambiguously described formula with which they hope to take over the world. Somehow. The police become involved after a bit of ninja espionage leaves a mountain of dead security guards in its wake. The bumbling lieutenant in charge of the case wastes no time in contacting his ninjutsu-expert pal Steve, who fights against the ninjas’ scheming with his two greatest weapons – bland, quizzical facial expressions and sweat pants.

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Magic of the Universe

December 9th, 2011 | article by | 1 Comment »
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a.k.a.: The Magician / Salamangkero
Year:
1986  Runtime: 84′  Director: Tata Esteban
Writer: Grace Hill Serrano   Cinematography: Joe Tutanes   Music: Rey Ramos
Cast: Michael De Mesa, Sunshine Dizon, Tom Tom, Gina Alajar, Tanya Gomez, Armida Siguion-Reyna

Stage magician Professor – we never learn Professor of what, though I do suspect trundling through the jungle to be his main area of expertise – Jamir (Michael De Mesa) loses his little daughter Freza (Sunshine Dizon) when he’s doing a standard disappearing act. The little girl disappears well enough but she doesn’t reappear again when she should. Looking not quite as worried as the situation would suggest, Jamir, his wife and his fat little boy assistant (Tom Tom) go off to visit a friendly black magician, hoping he can explain what happened to Freza. Alas, despite some tasteful licking of raw monkey brains (I don’t think no animals were harmed in the making of this movie), there’s not much concrete to be gotten from the magician, except some mutterings about Jamir being in terrible danger and some vague hints pointing the family in the direction of another jungle village.

Once arrived there, the family has nothing better to do than to stage another show (that is the sort of thing you do to find your disappeared daughter, right?), during which Mum disappears too. While Jamir and the fat boy start to get a bit depressed now, Mum finds herself reunited with Freza – as captives of an evil witch named Mikula (Armida Siguion-Reyna) who lives with a horde of child prisoners, some horned pig people and a cross between a gremlin, a toad, your worst nightmares and a TV in a palace in the jungle. Mikula finally deigns to do some exposition, so we learn that she has kidnapped the Jamir women to avenge herself on Jamir’s dead great grandfather, who was her teacher at magic but cursed her with a big, pulsating head once he realized how evil she was.

Jamir hears about the same story from the ghost of said great grandfather the very same night, because now it’s exposition time, the film just can’t stop itself anymore. Gramps also adds that Jamir needs to find some magical doodad to be able to fight Mikula, else he and his family will die and Mikula will rule the world.

The rest of the film sees Jamir and the fat boy wander aimlessly through the jungle, getting saved from the attentions of a guy with a very big sword by the Guardian of the Woods (whose power is shooting cartoon laser beams from her eyes, if you need to ask) and impress a tribe of feral little people with the old pigeon trick. Then the boy is kidnapped too and the film spends most of its time with everyone not Jamir escaping from Mikula, meeting strange things and people and getting kidnapped again, until it is time for Jamir to become undeservedly powerful and win the day with his own new cartoon lightning beams. What a hero!

  
  
  

I suspect Filipino Magic of the Universe to be one of those at least part-time disturbing kids movies all Asian countries seem to excel at, though its combination of naive and round-about plotting, bad rubber masks, cruelty to adorable little monkeys, freakish creatures making even more freakish noises, and little children (sort of) saving the day might just as well be explained by everyone involved in the production being batshit insane or hopped up on snorting crystallized EC comics; actually, now having thought about it for a few seconds longer, it’s probably all three.

Connoisseurs of this sort of movie – the little sister genre to my beloved weird fu genre – will pretty much know what to expect from Magic: awkward and somewhat dull direction (by Tata Esteban); a primitive – possibly borrowed from somewhere – synth soundtrack that fluctuates between the trite and the disquieting (the latter is especially awesome here in the fight scene between Tom Tom and a demonic kung fu kid, or whatever he/she/it is supposed to be); editing of the rough and tumble kind; ideas and concepts so disturbing most Western movies for grown-ups wouldn’t dare use them (that poor monkey at the beginning or the Guardian of Forest’s head being eaten to give Mikula more magic power, anyone?) presented with shoulder-shrugging nonchalance; a lack of explanation for a lot of things (whatis Mikula doing with all these children?); an English dub job so atrocious one can’t help but think it was done by random tourists who were kidnapped and locked up in the cellar of the film’s producers as a cheap alternative to professional voice actors.

All that and more is there and accounted for in a film that does its best to sabotage its rather mind-blowing effects with somewhat ponderous pacing and a hero of utmost incompetence (he’s really just wandering around until he points a stick at his nemesis), but that just can’t be anything less than entertaining as long as it is adding one weird and wondrous thing to the next. When the film’s not actively disturbing you with Mikula’s increasingly pulsating head, it’s weirding you out with a sudden monster synth rock party (Mikula has her own band, just like a Bollywood villain, although the film lacks a scene where Jamir pretends to be part of a dance troupe), or throwing in a random easily depressed swamp monster and a woman turned to stone for good measure.

I don’t really like ending a write-up on a “you’ll like this thing if you like this sort of thing” note, but what can a boy do when confronted with a movie whose main achievement apart from being oh so very strange is that nobody making it does seem to have just stopped for a moment and said “what are we doing here, guys?”?

The Horror!? is a weekly cult cinema column by Denis Klotz, an aficionado of the obscure and operator of the film blog of the same name.


Women in Cages Collection (The Big Doll House / The Big Bird Cage / Women in Cages)

July 25th, 2011 | article by | No Comments »
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Disc company: Shout! Factory   Video: 480p / 1.78:1    Audio: Dolby Digital 2.0 English
Subtitles: None   Disc: 2x DVD9   Release Date: 06/28/2011   Reviewed from a screener provided by Shout! Factory LLC (Thanks Mitzye!)  DVD available now at Amazon.comBlu-ray available for pre-order.

Shout! Factory are at it again, with the latest in their continuing line of Roger Corman’s Cult Classics turning up the heat just in time for summer to hit its stride.  The Women in Cages Collection brings together a course trio of Philippines-produced ‘women in prison’ exploitationers from the early years of Corman’s New World Pictures, all of which center around blaxploitation megastar Pam Grier (Foxy Brown) and her considerable assets, professional and otherwise.  The Women in Cages collection offers just about everything fans of Corman productions could ever ask for – plenty of exposed flesh and wanton depravity balanced by a hefty dose of blistering woman-scorned revenge.

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Darna and the Giants

October 26th, 2009 | article by | No Comments »
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POSTERa.k.a. Mars Ravelo’s Darna and the Giants
company: Tagalog Ilang Ilang Productions
year: 1974
runtime: 109′
country: Philippines
directors: Emmanuel H. Borlaza
and Leody M. Diaz
cast: Vilma Santos, Divina Valencia,
Helen Gamboa, Rossana Marquez,
Loretta Marquez, Desiree Destreza

Narda (Vilma Santos) lives in a typical rural village in the Philippines with her grandmother and little brother Ding (Don Don Nakar).  One evening they witness a saucer-shaped spaceship flying overhead.  Soon spacemen are wandering the surrounding countryside kidnapping locals and vaporizing those who try to escape while reports of attacks by giant people begin pouring into local news stations.  Narda discovers that the evil alien warrior woman X3X (Helen Gamboa) is responsible, kidnapping earthlings to turn them into a destructive giant slave army with hopes of conquering the planet.  It’s up to Narda’s alter-ego, the super-woman Darna, to stop X3X’s terrible  scheme.

Dramatically speaking, DARNA AND THE GIANTS is more consistent (and coherent) than the later DARNA AT DING (the only other of the series I’ve seen to date).  The early narrative focuses on the home life of Narda, the romantic advances of a local young man and the bothersome antics of Ding.  There’s quite a lot of singing here (Narda’s wooer is a musician), including an amusing moment where the cast spontaneously erupts into a Tagalog reworking of Singin’ in the Rain while doing household chores.  There are the expected comic interludes, like a guitar-toting suitor realizing he’s been serenading a homosexual man as opposed to an attractive rural woman, but fewer than one might imagine, and once the aliens have landed things take a more serious turn.

DARNA AND THE GIANTS actually shows us the aftermath of a giant attack before introducing the giants themselves, with Darna and Ding visiting an impromtu outdoors hospital for the many victims.  It’s not a happy sight, as a husband watches his wife die in agony and a young woman searches futily for her lost mother.  When the giants are revealed they turn out to be intolerable bullies who fight amongst themselves before being sent out to frighten the local population into submission.

And frighten they do!  The giants prove to be a nasty bunch, crushing people beneath their feet and using uprooted power poles to swat at them like bugs.  Houses are picked up and shaken about with their occupants still inside, only to be tossed casually aside when the giant’s attention is otherwise diverted.  The death on display is quite graphic for all-ages entertainment, and ensures that our sympathies are squarely with Darna when she flies in to give the over-sized miscreants their just deserves.

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Of course the real villain of the picture is the dastardly X3X, whose brain exists externally in a special container so as to prevent its power from being hampered by any physical strain her body might endure.  While the giants are 016indisputably nasty, it is her bastardization of science that has given them their super-human stature and her dreams of planetary conquest their motivation.  X3X’s own vileness is assured once she reveals her favorite leisure-time activity – watching her elf-eared alien minions slowly crush helpless victims beneath a weighted plate of spikes.

The eventual comeuppance paid X3X and her giant slaves is fitting and violent.  One giant has his eyes ripped out, allowing him to stumble into a nest of hot high tension wires, while another is carried off by his hair and dropped into the mouth of an active volcano.  Perhaps more interesting is the fact that several of the giants are allowed to repent their sins (the sight of a church amidst the devestation is enough to put the fear of God into them) and escape Darna’s wrath, only to fall victim to the telepathic powers of X3X in their efforts to stand up to her.  You can rest assured that after all the death and destruction witnessed (and there is a lot) that X3X gets hers as well, decapitated both figuratively and literally.

I can’t help but wonder if there isn’t a simple political message to DARNA AND THE GIANTS.  The film was released just two years after president Ferdinand Marcos instituted martial law in the Philippines.  The resulting censorship of opposition opinions in the media (scripts for films had to be screened by the government before production was allowed to begin) would have prevented direct opposition to Marcos’ methods to be espoused, but the simple story of a 006giant army trampling on the rights of the general populace could easily have slipped by as pure fantasy.  Even if not directly relatable to that contemporary situation, the conflict undoubtedly played well with a country occupied in the past by everyone from the Spanish to the English to the imperial Japanese.

This was the big Christmas season release for Tagalog Ilang-Ilang Productions, and it’s obvious that a good deal of money was put into it.  The plentiful special effects moments were devised by effects man Jessie Sto. Domingo and special photographer Tommy Marcelino.  The giants are brought to life through simple photographic effects and, more frequently, the use of massive forced-perspective setups requiring hundreds of extras to run about in the background while the giants stand among scaled miniatures in the foreground.  It all looks pretty quaint by the industry standards of today, but the shear enthusiasm of those involved is deserving of admiration all the same.

I imagine this was quite a succesful domestic release in its time, the star power of the beautiful Vilma Santos being more the enough to guarantee healthy ticket sales.  The rest of the cast is full of recognizable industry regulars.  Divina Valencia 008[PUSSY CAT, QUEEN OF THE WILD BUNCH] receives second billing in spite of her few lines, but has definite screen presence as a giant in a Viking helmet.  Max Alvarado, who seems to be in just about every Filipino film production since 1950, has a prominent role as a giant as well – a role he would reprise in the fantastic opener for DARNA AT DING.

I’d love it if some enterprising American distributor (Severin?  Synapse??  Mando Macabro???) would pick up the Vilma Santos Darna films for English-friendly home video releases, but for the moment we must settle for tape-sourced VCDs that are often hard to come by.  That’s not to say that DARNA AND THE GIANTS is impossible to see at present – quite the contrary.  You just have to know where to look and be willing to overlook a considerable language barrier.

So, is DARNA AND THE GIANTS worth the effort to see it?  I’d say definitely.  It’s a weird and wonderful little sci-fi fantasy yarn and Vilma Santos is as charming as ever.  Highly recommended.



Darna at Ding

July 9th, 2009 | article by | No Comments »
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a.k.a. DARNA AND DING
D’Wonder Films [1980] 120′
country: Philippines
director: J. Erastheo Navoa / Cloyd Robinson
cast: Vilma Santos, Nino Mulhach,
cast: Celia Rodriguez, Marissa Delgado

This is the first of the Darna [ostensibly the Filipino Wonder Woman, created in 1947 by Mark Revelo] series of films that I’ve come across, and the last of four to feature the beautiful super star Vilma Santos in the title role.  The story begins when Narda and her little brother Ding happen upon a glowing white stone in the woods near their home.  A disembodied voice from beyond says some stuff, and presto-change-o – Narda becomes Darna.  Ding climbs on Darna’s back and rides her through the rather patriotic opening credits.  They encounter trouble immediately after landing, with Darna having to do battle with Hawk Woman while Ding runs from a dirty old man before both tackle a rampaging giant and shove live electrical wires in his eyes.

At this point, nary ten minutes into the film, I was pretty much floored.  I mean, how much random super hero fantasy crap can you pile into the opening of one film?  I had no idea how the people behind DARNA AT DING could possibly keep up such a frenetic barrage of weirdness. And that’s when the reality began to dawn on me: they weren’t going to.

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For Your Height Only

June 28th, 2009 | article by | No Comments »
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a.k.a. FOR Y’UR HEIGHT ONLY
Liliw Productions [1981] 87′
country: Philippines
director: Eddie Nicart
cast: Weng Weng, Yehlen Catral,
cast: Carmi Martin, Anna Marie Gutierrez
Order this film from: Amazon.com

“The forces of good are our sworn enemy.  They must be exterminated – and I mean lethally!”

Eminent scientist Dr. Von Kohler is visiting Manila when he is kidnapped by the good-hating forces of the enigmatic Mr. Giant, who prefers to contact people through mirrors backed with decorative lights that flash when he speaks.  Mr. Giant’s plans are diabolical – he intends to take the formula for the new [and rather hilariously named] N-bomb from Dr. Von Kohler and use the weapon to conquer the world!

The only person who can possibly stand up to him is the pint-sized Agent 00 [Weng, who is often called by name here], master of martial arts, gun play, and romancing.  As soon as he’s finished helping hottie Lola get rid of her organized crime problem by killing local drug lord Columbus, Agent 00 is put on the job of finding Dr. Von Kohler.  After using his new pair X-ray sunglasses to take a peak at a pair of secretaries au natural, getting into a gun fight on a Ferris wheel, and nearly being poisoned, 00 finally gets a tip from the female agent operating within Mr. Giant’s crime syndicate and is led right into one of his drug operations [a bakery that definitely puts the white in white bread].  00 puts a stop to it, and the first of many thorns in Mr. Giant’s side.

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