RETURN OF KAIJU DAY: Mirrorman (1972)

As a small, fat and large glasses-wearing child, I was obsessed with Ultraman to the point that if I ever saw any Japanese tourists on vacation, I would try to leave with them instead of my family in the hope that they would bring me east and all I would have to do is watch monster TV shows and never have to go to school.

I’m 52 now and I want the same.

Anyways, Mirrorman was made in the wake of Ultraman except that it has the king of all kaiju movies, Ishirō Honda, directing it. Its also Tsuburaya Productions’ — the home of Ultraman — first non-Ultra show and was pretty dark for the first 26 episodes before the TV network said to make it for kids.

Set in the far future of the 1980s, this has the Invaders coming to Earth with all of their evil kaiju. The leader of the Science Guard Members, Professor Mitarai, has a foster son named Kyotaro Kagami, whose last name means mirror. He has a secret, that his father was an alien and his mother was human. His father may be dead after a fight with King Zyger , but his mom has been taken by the alien monsters. To top all that off, he is actually the son of a superhero with has the same powers and is known as Mirrorman. He doesn’t want to be Mirrorman — come on, dude — but when he stands in front of a reflective surface, holds up his pendant and says, “mirror spark” he gets his powers.

This short was released in Japan on March 12, 1972, where it was distributed by Toho as part of the Spring 1972 Toho Champion Festival along with Godzilla vs. Gigan, Pinocchio: The Series, Hutch the Honeybee: Hold Me, Momma and The Genius Bakabon: Night Duty is Scary.

After episode 26, this became more like Ultraman, as Mirrorman would have a bomb put in his heart by the Invaders that will kill him if he uses his powers for too long. Why didn’t they just kill him? Unlike so many robot heroes, he actually lives at the end of his series, as his father also survived and they go to the second dimension to fight the Invaders.

In 2010’s Ultraman Zero The Movie: Super Deciding Fight! The Belial Galactic Empire, Mirror Knight is Mirrorman. Well, inspired by him.

The kaiju in the first episode, The Iron, has a hug attack and a tail that seems a lot like an evil penis. Young me would never have consider this.

You can watch this on YouTube.

Mark of the Witch (1972)

Martha Peters and Mary Davis noticed that women weren’t making many horror movies in the 1960s, so they wrote this, which would be directed by Tom Moore, who  produced Horror HighThe Town That Dreaded SundownThe Norseman and directed, wrote and produced Return to Boggy Creek.

As for Peters and Davis, only Davis would work on another film, writing the script for S.F. Brownrigg’s Scum of the Earth.

This starts like Black Sunday, as a witch (Marie Santell) is being put to death after having been betrayed by her coven. As they take her to the gallows, she says that she will come back for revenge on the family of MacIntyre Stuart (Robert Elston), who is why she has been charged.

Three hundred years later, Professor Mac Stuart (Elston) is dumb enough to have a party and invite his swinging hippy students over to his place, where Jill (Anitra Walsh) steals one of Mac’s books, the Red Book of Appin, and soon becomes possessed by the witch after she, Sharon (Barbara Brownell) and Harry (Jack Gardner) — her boyfriend Alan (Darryl Wells) doesn’t want to play with evil — conjure up the evil woman, who ends up killing all of her friends to become the ruler of our world.

Pretty simple, but also pretty awesome, as 1972 was a way groovier place than 2024. The strangest thing is that instead of, you know, just killing Mac, the possessed Jill asks him all about telephones and coffee while a Moog synth soundtrack dibble dabbles. Man, could we all just live in this?

You can watch this on YouTube.

ARROW VIDEO SHAW SCOPE VOLUME 3 BOX SET: The 14 Amazons (1972)

Directed by Cheng Kang and Shao-Yung Tung, this starts with Commander Yang Tsung Pao (Chung Wa) near death and almost ready to concede defeat. He sends his most trusted generals, Chiao Ting Kuai (Fan Mei-Sheng) and Meng Huai Yuan (Wong Chung-Shun), back home to inform his family that he has died and to send more troops. There aren’t any, as all of the men of the family have been killed in battle. Matriarch She Tai Chun (Lisa Lu) gathers the titular fourteen women and heads off, along with her teenage grandson (played by Lily Ho, but it’s no surprise that he is a she) to win the war. As for why Lily plays a boy, everyone must follow this line of thinking, as she will be the male heir for the kingdom.

Each of the women is capable and a dangerous fighter, including Mu Kue Ying (Ivy Ling Po) and Yang Pei Feng (Shu Pei-pei), who is celebrated in stories beyond this. This also has one of the most outstanding sequences, as when the bridge across Death Valley is destroyed, She Tai Chun orders her troops to form a human bridge that everyone trust falls into action, as the army uses them to cross and continue their revenge.

Also: So much violence and the evil Mongols have Santa Claus-like outfits on, making this a perfect holiday movie of women sword-slashing evil St. Nicks and tossing them off cliffs. Sure, there are hundreds of characters to keep track of, but this movie was made to amaze you. I saw one Letterboxd review that said, “There are supposed to be whole armies and I only see fifty people.”

This is a film of blood and sacrifice, of strategy and resolve. So if you have nothing nice — or smart — to say, just watch something else and let us enjoy.

The Arrow Video Shaw Scope Volume Three box set has a brand new 2K restoration of The 14 Amazons as well as commentary by Jonathan Clements, author of A Brief History of China; interviews with stuntwoman Sharon Yeung, film historian Bede Chang and film critic Law Kar and a trailer.

You can get this set from MVD.

ARROW VIDEO SHAW SCOPE VOLUME 3 BOX SET: Intimate Confessions of a Chinese Courtesan (1972)

Ainu (Lily Ho) has been kidnapped and stolen into slavery by Madam Chun Yi (Betty Pei Ti) and her Four Seasons brothel. Madam Chun is rough — she’s already killed one of the kidnapper for taking the virginity of one of her girls.

Our heroine and her owner don’t get along at all — at first — as Ainu keeps getting locked away for her insolence and her back whipped into a bloody mess that — of course — Madam Chun licks.

The rich noblemen who gather to take Ainu’s virginity get her drunk and then abuse her, over and over again. After stopping her from hanging herself, the pain of this event awakens a memory in a mute servant boy. Remembering a love he once lost, he tries to help her escape, but is easily killed, and Madam Chun tells Ainu that “I could easily kill you now.” Instead, Ainu starts to comply and becomes her mistress’ lover.

One by one, Ainu starts to murder the men who abused her, using her job as a courtesan to get close to them. Madam Chun is so blinded by her lust for her that even when her most trusted men tell her that Ainu is a killer, she refuses to believe it. It gets to the point that she even helps Ainu free all of her women and destroy her brothel, killing all of her loyal henchmen. When she’s struck down, she confesses that she loved Ainu, but she tells Madam Chu that it was all a lie, that she used her to get revenge. Of course, she misjudged how evil the woman is, as she’d hidden a poison pill in her mouth in case she ever needed to use it. With their last kiss, she kills her enemy and lover.

Amazingly — well, maybe not, Shaw Brothers stole some wild music for their soundtracks — this has Pink Floyd’s “Come In Number 51, Your Time Is Up” and “Heart Beat, Pig Meat” in it.

If you’re looking for a female revenge movie, Shaw Brothers style, this is it. Of course, being that it came from this studio and director Chor Yuen, don’t expect it to end either clean or happily.

The Arrow Video Shaw Scope Volume Three box set has a brand new 2K restoration of Intimate Confessions of a Chinese Courtesan and extras like two commentaries — one by film critic and historian Tony Rayns and the other by critic Samm Deighan — as well as alternate English credits and a trailer.

You can get this set from MVD.

RADIANCE FILMS BLU RAY RELEASE: Slap the Monster on Page One (1972)

So this is kind of cheating, because Sbatti il mostro in prima pagina is more a drama or crime movie than a giallo, but it has enough elements of the form to warrant being included in the company of black gloved killers.

Il Giornale is a newspaper that may remind you of some other media sources in 2021: it has a strictly conservative and fascist audience and seeks to discover the right wing way of looking at every issue, no matter how silly they are, while ignoring the real issues that people are dealing with every single day.

Then a young woman is assaulted and killed, so the bullpen goes all in screaming for the return of the death penalty and actually goes so far as to get involved in the investigation. They believe that an idealistic student protester is behind the sex crime, which their readership is only too happy to get behind.

Gian Maria Volonté plays the editor who gets the fires burning. He always ends up in the more mindful and socially conscious giallo that don’t really fit the standard ideas of what makes one of these films, like Investigation of a Citizen Above SuspicionTodo Modo and, well, this one. Plus Laura Betti (A Bay of BloodHatchet for the Honeymoon) and John Steiner are in this if you’re looking for familiar faces. Plus there’s an Ennio Morricone soundtrack.

Sergio Donati, who wrote the script, was the original director but he and Volonté had artistic differences. He also wrote The Weekend MurdersThe Island of the Fishmen AKA Screamers, the original Man on Fire and Almost Blue. And oh yeah — Raw Deal!

Life imitates art: two years later, a real right-wing newspaper named Il Giornale started up.

The Radiance Films blu ray of Slap the Monster On Page One has a 4K restoration of the film from the original negative by Cineteca di Bologna in collaboration with Surf Film and Kavac Film, under the supervision of director Marco Bellocchio. There are interviews with Bellocchio and Mario Sesti, plus an appreciation by filmmaker Alex Cox, new English subtitles, a reversible sleeve featuring designs based on original posters and a limited edition of 3000 copies that comes with a booklet with writing by Wesley Sharer.

You can order it from MVD.

CHILLER THEATER MONTH: The Blood Spattered Bride (1972)

EDITOR’S NOTE: The Blood Spattered Bride was on Chiller Theater on Saturday, March 10, 1979 at 1:00 a.m., Saturday, November 15, 1980 at 1:00 a.m. and Saturday, September 17, 1983 at 3:00 a.m.

La novia ensangrentada is based on Carmilla, that tale of forbidden Sapphic vampire love. Released as a double feature in the U.S. with I Dismember Mama, it even had a special trailer that had an audience member losing their marbles.

Susan (Maribel Martín) is so newlywed that she shows up on her honeymoon still wearing her gown. She’s being followed by Mircala Karstein (Alexandra Bastedo) and has waking terrors, imagining a man has come into her room to assault her. When she visits her the house where her husband (Simón Andreu) was raised, she finds paintings of all the men, but no women save Karstein, who murdered her husband on their wedding night after he forced her to commit unspeakable acts.

As her dreams are taken over by Karstein, her husband finds a woman buried on the beach. She’s still alive — well, she’s undead — and she’s Karstein in human form, seducing Susan in dreams of deadly daggers and in waking caresses. By the end, he must destroy them while they sleep intertwined in a coffin and then fulfill the wish of her thrall to shoot her in the head.

Sure, it’s a lot like The Vampire Lovers and Daughters of Darkness, but those movies don’t have their protagonist’s sexual awakening come complete with remembering that her husband uses her for sex whenever he wants it without pleasure for her, so she blows another man’s balls clean off with a shotgun.

“The good ones are those who are content to dream what the wicked actually practice.”

You can watch this on Tubi.

CHILLER THEATER MONTH: Demons of the Mind (1972)

EDITOR’S NOTE: Demons of the Mind was on Chiller Theater on Saturday, September 20, 1980 at 1:00 a.m. and Saturday, May 14, 1982 at 1:00 a.m.

Between VenomTo the Devil a Daughter and this movie, Peter Sykes is an unappreciated creator of early 70s scummy horror. Written by Christopher Wicking (Cry of the BansheeScream and Scream Again), this movie combines insanity, mesmerism, religious fervor, incest, Satanic possession and just plain British weirdness to make the kind of movie that we watch on a rainy Sunday.

Baron Friedrich Zorn (Robert Hardy) keeps his children Emil (Shane Briant) and Elizabeth (Gillian Hills) locked up and away from one another, lest they make sweet sweet brother and sister love in the name of the devil. After all, his own wife had a madness like theirs that led to her suicide in front of both of them — or maybe he just wouldn’t sleep with her any longer and she got so upset at the loss of getting some of little Friedrich that she offed herself — so they both must be constantly treated to the bloodletting that takes out the evil flowing through their bodies.

Meanwhile — if that’s not enough –women s are being murdered in the woods and covered with rose petals. The townspeople think demons are to blame and by the end of the movie, they go absolutely beyond wild and try to wipe out the cause. There’s also Doctor Falkenberg (Patrick Magee) who has a carny method of curing the evil out of the Zorn progeny; he intends to get a village woman named Inge (Virginia Wetherell) to portray their dead mother in a strange roleplaying exercise while another young local named Carl (Paul Jones, who once sang for Manfred Mann) falls for Elizabeth. And oh yeah — maybe the Baron is more to blame than anyone.

Gillian Hills was a last minute replacement for Marianne Faithful, but the early 70s were not a good time for her, as she lost her son and was dealing with heroin addiction, anorexia and living on the streets. She wasn’t able to be insured for this movie.

I’m a lover of late period Hammer, as they move away from the classics and start to make their own weird little movies. Of course, they’re often filled with lots of nudity, madness and Satanic forces, so…look, I’m weak and I love what I love.

UNSUNG HORRORS HORROR GIVES BACK 2024: Curse of the Headless Horseman (1972)

Each October, the Unsung Horrors podcast does a month of themed movies. This year they will once again be setting up a fundraiser to benefit Best Friends, which is working to save the lives of cats and dogs all across America, giving pets second chances and happy homes.

Today’s theme: Birth year

The Legend of the Tamal Moon informs a bunch of hippies that the longer they stay, the greater the chance that a Headless Horseman, searching forever for eight gunfighters, will appear to them all. But hey, Mark (Marland Proctor) inherited this place from his Uncle Callahan and has six months to make it profitable, so he gathers up all his pals and they decide to put on wild west shows because we wouldn’t have a movie otherwise. If he fails, Solomon the Caretaker (B.G. Fisher), who is at once the old man who warns everyone and kind of the Scooby-Doo villain, will get the ranch.

“It is beginning again. It is beginning again. It is beginning again. The story will be told but non-believers…are doomed.”

This is a film that teaches us that pizza is the nectar of the gods, a narrator that says things like “Remember childhood innocence and freedom? Remember it, for it is gone now,” a hippie girls freaking out very very badly on acid and the day for night having its own freakout along with her, a sexual assault soundtracked by a cover of Bob Dylan’s “You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere,” improv theater, the blood drinking Baroness Isabelle Collin Dufresne who shows up with a Superman lunchbox and holy cow, that’s Factory Superstar Ultra Violet, that same hippie girl being attacked by the Headless Horseman who swings his own head at her which covers her in blood while she seemingly has an orgasm and, at the risk of making this more of a run-on sentence, an amazing twist to the ending.

Director John Kirkland would also make Pornography In Hollywood, while writer Kenn Riche only made this. It’s a mess, but a wonderful one, a movie that starts stupid, gets stupider and then gives you moments of artistic brilliance and you wonder, “How did we get here?”

You can watch this on Tubi.

The Sizzlin’ Something Weird Summer Challenge 2024: Requiem for a Vampire (1972)

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Shot in a historical castle in the small village of Crêvecoeur, Requiem for a Vampire finds director Jean Rollin’s fourth female vampire movie. The castle was nice — it was filled with expensive antiques — but Rollin was more interested in the dungeons that overlooked the entire region.

Marie-Pierre Castel, who starred in Rollin’s The Nude Vampire and Shiver of the Vampires along with her twin sister Catherine, stars and is joined by Mireille Dargent, whose agent was stealing her wages for the movie and Rollin figured that out and got her paid.

They play Marie (Castel) and Michelle (Dargent), who first appear as clowns on the run from unseen pursuers. Their driver is killed and they race into the woods where they are nearly buried alive in a cemetery and then an ancient castle filled with bats and a cozy bed to make love in. The castle is filled with skeletons and a male and female vampire. Of course, the male has designs on them, wanting them for his virginal eternal vampire brides, but Michelle ends up sleeping with another man which ruins those plans and almost destroys her relationship with her true love Marie.

Rollin wrote this in one sitting, piling story beats on top of one another with little care for plausibility or any connection. Then again, when was he any different? Amazingly, this played American grindhouses as Caged Virgins, a title that I guess makes as much sense as anything. One wonders what people thought when confronted by a near-wordless journey of two clown girls trying to shoot everything in their way and setting a man on fire before both finding their way to a vampiric master who finally decides that his bloodline must end.

He was learning however and got past censors by shooting a version where the girls stayed clothed, even when being whipped and while they engaged in a sapphic embrace. Most countries can handle horrific violence; the form of a nude woman is where the problems begin.

This is the only movie I’ve ever seen where a vampire bat goes down on a woman, so for that alone, Jean Rollin has my respect if not obsession.

The Sizzlin’ Something Weird Summer Challenge 2024: Godmonster of Indian Flats (1973)

69 EsSINtial SWV Titles (September 15 – 21): Klon, who came up with this list, said “This isn’t the 69 BEST SWV movies, it isn’t my 69 FAVORITE SWV movies, my goal was to highlight 69 of the MOST SWV movies.” You can see the whole list here, including some of the ones I’ve already posted.

Before he made his first movie — Troika — in 1969, Frederic Hobbs was an artist who went from the traditional to a whole way of presenting art, creating parade sculptures that took art from the museum to the people. That’s when he figured it out — to get the people to see something as art, you should hide it in a film. He also created the films Roseland and Alabama’s Ghost before this one. And honestly, nothing can prepare you for this.

Imagine if David Lynch made a 1950’s nuclear warning monster film. But before you go see it, you get in a car crash and suffer a really bad concussion. Cool. Then, someone spikes your Icee with a dose of LSD that would cripple Owsley “Bear” Stanley. You now have a very, very small idea of just how crazy things are about to get.

There are two stories happening here: a scientist is trying to crack the code on a mysterious sheep-like creature while a conservative landowner fights being bought out by prospectors. All in Virginia City, Nevada, which was once the richest city in America after the silver and gold rush. The mines went dry, the people went away and the only people left are tourists staring at a dead husk.

I have to tell you, you’ve never quite seen a creature quite like the Godmonster. At once it appears to be the most real and yet fakest creature ever seen on the silver screen. It very well could be one of Lovecraft’s ancient ones for all I know, as it saunters and stumbles and falters across the frame, scaring children at birthday parties and blowing up gas stations.

There’s also a subplot with a fake dog funeral. Don’t ask me how any of this ties together, because all of it has blown my mind sky high, like a Jigsaw song from 1975.

Imagine a movie where the creature doesn’t do a single thing until more than one hour into the run time of a movie under ninety minutes, all while the nonprofessional actors can’t act and the professional ones chew scenery like they’re the godmonsters of the fringe festival.

I get real down sometimes when I think the world could be a better place than it is. The Godmonster of Indian Flats proves to me that somewhere out there, at some time, in some corner of the cosmos — let’s say a drive-in that smells like skunk weed and MD40 — some brave souls had no idea what the actual fuck they were getting into when it started playing. That fact makes me happy, imagining people driving away before the movie even ends, telling their friends and family that they suffered their way through a movie where a lamb emitted smoke and gave his life so that an entire town could die. There aren’t enough stars in the galaxy and every reality ever to properly review this movie. I’ll have to go back to college to invent some kind of formula so that my fragile mind can try and quantify it.