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Monday, April 18, 2022

Tres días de noviembre (1977)

... aka: Three Days in November

Directed by:
León Klimovsky

Starting at age 16, Alicia Terrón (Maribel Martín - THE HOUSE THAT SCREAMED) began suffering from severe back pain, which was first diagnosed as rheumatic arthritis but then led to her paralysis and confinement in a wheelchair. Her father (Adrián Ortega) has already taken her to all of the best specialists in the world but thus far no one's been able to help. Six years have passed since they first started their journey and, now desperate, he turns to the highly unorthodox Clínica de Recuperación in Los Angeles. The facility is a huge recovery clinic located out in the middle of nowhere that seems to cater mostly to the rich, powerful and elite and is run by the peculiar and shady Dr. Bustos (Narciso Ibáñez Menta). He tells the father to leave Alicia there for 15 days and by then he'll have a good idea whether or not they'll be able to cure her.

Alicia settles in and initially enjoys the fact the clinic is bright, scenic and doesn't have that stuffy, depressing, bleak feel that most hospitals do. She's quickly befriended by a young blind man name Daniel Gutierrez (Tony Isbert). Seven years earlier, Daniel lost his fiancée Charo (Loreta Tovar) in a car crash just a few days before they were to wed. While witnessing the accident, he briefly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he could no longer see. He tells Alicia that since he's been there, he's regained his sight briefly a couple of times, so there may be hope for her as well.








The clinic is staffed entirely with greedy, jealous, miserable and highly immoral people who constantly bicker about money, therapy techniques and other slights. Dr. Bustos and his colleagues, Dra. Vázquez (Mónica Randall) and Dr. Mestre ("Henry Gregor" / Heinrich Starhemberg, also one of the executive producers), take most of the money off the top but it isn't being split to everyone's satisfaction. Bustos gets more than the others (it's his clinic after all), which has some of the others bitter and plotting against him. Vázquez, who is having an affair with Mestre, can't even enjoy sex without seething about their pay. There's a lot of gossip about the clinic as well and Bustos worries about negative publicity hurting their bottom line. He and his colleagues are desperate to come up with a miracle cure for any of their ailing patients.








Alicia begins to suspect sinister things are afoot there. For starters, she keeps hearing sounds (footsteps, screams, sinister laughter...) coming from the second floor, which the staff claim is uninhabited and not being used. Second, she's made her fear of the dark well known, yet someone sneaks into her room while she's sleeping and turns off her light. And then there's the mysterious death of the wealthy Blanca (Estela Delgado), who is happy and cheerful one day and then being hauled out on a stretcher the next. During her first examination, Bustos tells Alicia their plans to cure her will never work if she has the wrong mindset and that "It is essential that you blindly trust us." Never a good sign!








The horrors continue as Alicia thinks she sees a dead man standing over her bedside and is led into a room (by a dog) where she sees Blanca's corpse on a bed, which is gone when the staff goes to investigate. This all turns out to be part of Bustos' new medical technique called "Terror Therapy." His hypothesis is that certain medical conditions can be cured by creating extreme states of fear and panic, which will send extremely intense currents through the nervous system and thus, like a light switch, flip back on their abilities to see, walk, etc. Dr. Vázquez is in full opposition to all this and threatens to report him to the medical board, but she soon vanishes, and then a series of murders follows.

There's an attempting drowning when someone pushes Alicia's wheelchair into a pool, hallucinations, some grave robbing, an induced heart attack, threatening phone calls, an axe decapitation and a head bashed in with a crowbar. A victim is placed in their car and sunk in a lake, but then the car disappears. Daniel is up at all hours of the day and night wandering the corridors and sneaking upstairs, where he gradually explores the contents in various padlocked rooms, which include skeletons, horror props, coffins, rubber bats and dead bodies (both real and fake). The finale features double crosses, faked deaths, more murders and lots and lots of paranoia and plot twists.








With over a dozen genre credits, Klimovsky is likely the second most prolific Spanish horror director of the 1970s, behind only the impossibly prodigious Jess Franco. I actually went on a Klimovsky bender when I first started this blog, so I have reviews for most of his work up (still need to do screen caps for most of them, though) and, by my estimation, he's sometimes good and sometimes average. None of his films are downright awful, but none of them are superlative either. My favorites have been THE DRACULA SAGA (1972), I HATE MY BODY (1974) and STRANGE LOVE OF THE VAMPIRES (1975), but his two most viewed films - the Paul Naschy vehicles THE WEREWOLF VS. THE VAMPIRE WOMAN (1971) and VENGEANCE OF THE ZOMBIES (1973) - are really on the lower end of the spectrum. This one joins those.

While nearly all of Klimovsky's other 70s horror films received decent international distribution, this one did not. It was barely released in Spanish theaters (posters appear to be trying to falsely market it as a sexy film when there is barely even any nudity in it) and I've found no evidence of any kind of legitimate home video release anywhere in the world, though the version I viewed was clearly taken from an ancient VHS copy. Sad to say, it's easy to see why this one's been allowed to slip through the cracks over the years. While competently made and well-acted, it fails to generate much excitement, is presented in a visually flat, unimaginative manner and the mystery elements aren't particularly interesting. In short, there's absolutely nothing memorable going on here. Having just watched the film, I also have no clue what the significance of that ambiguous title is.

★★

Sunday, April 17, 2022

Hukum Karma (1982)

... aka: Karma Punishment
... aka: Karmic Law

Directed by:
Jimmy Atmaja

Striking out with the ladies, Bramono (Hendra Cipta) goes to see powerful black magician Jubah Hitam (Ucok Harahap). The wizard gives him a special ring that he cannot take off, which enables him to become irresistible to members of the opposite sex. He first sets his sights on virginal village girl Darti (Sri Gudhi Sintara). After he promises her the world and eventual marriage, the two start a sexual relationship and Darti becomes pregnant. Bramono then decides to end the relationship in none-too-subtle fashion, which includes flaunting his lovers right in her face, berating her, slapping her, pushing her down, punching her in the face (!), hitting her in the stomach with a car door (!!) and throwing her from a moving vehicle (!!!) Because Asian women in black magic horror movies cannot possibly suffer enough, Darti also loses her mother after she vomits blood all over her and, in a coup de grace, dies giving birth to Bramono's child in a graveyard. However, she manages to recite a curse and vows that her death will be avenged. After this twelve-minute-long opening, we finally get to the title screen, which is spelled out in afterbirth.

Many years later, Darti and Bramono's daughter, Fitri (the very beautiful Marisa Haque), has been raised to adulthood by her loving granny (Wolly Sutinah). After receiving adequate martial arts training, Fitri relocates to Jakarta to attend school. There she meets mini-afro'd rich kid Roy (Irwan Palengcahu) and decides to date him despite the fact he doesn't lift a finger to help her when a couple of thugs attempt to kidnap her at knife point. Not that she needs his help anyway, as she's able to easily kick their asses all on her own. Still, putting in a little effort wouldn't have hurt! Roy takes Fitri back to his mansion home to meet his mother (Mieke Wijaya), but she turns out to be a complete moron who doesn't understand that Fitri is way out of her son's league by just about every metric aside for the whole being born into wealth part. She even attempts to pay her off to make her go away!








Roy takes Fitri to the Graffiti nightclub, where we get to see a groove band, choreographed disco dancing, a female snake dancer (who sucks on the snake's head) and a disappearing act performed by GIANT Jheri curled magician cum police officer Tony DeVota (Eddy S. Jonathan). Unbeknownst to Fitri, but Bramono is also now living in Jakarta and running a crime / prostitution ring out of the same club. Once he spots Fitri and tries to use black magic against her, he starts shaking and his magic ring starts bleeding and crushing his finger.

Bramono returns to Jubah Hitam so he can get the ring off. It's tossed in a teacup and starts bleeding some more. Jubah Hitam then slices his own stomach open. A glowing intestine lamprey (?) shoots out, sucks some blood from Bramono's chest and spits it into the cup, which starts smoking. He then recites a chant, the cup spins and glows and a little green ghost shoots out of it. I'm not exactly sure what all of this is doing but I guess it's cool. Bramono then repays the black magician for his help by attempting to beat him up and stealing his powerful beetle talisman, which, among its many other uses, can heal wounds. Before Bramono can turn his magic against him, Jubah Hitam vanishes, but he'll be back.









Fitri and Tony attempt to infiltrate Bramono's club but are cornered by his goons outside. A martial arts fight with boards, chains and axes ensues, which ends with Tony dead and Fitri in the hospital. Once she recovers, she meets up with Jubah Hitam, who teaches her his magic. Through meditation and going through rituals like having a dead chicken drip blood on her head, she's learns to levitate, disappear and reappear at will, scale mountains in a matter of seconds and withstand being stabbed. After the wizard finishes with his round of teachings, his head explodes! Our heroine is now ready to get revenge.









While this eventually proves to be worthwhile schlock, there are a few problems one must first be willing to forgive, starting with the fact this is front loaded with melodrama and takes a little while to get going. The second major issue is with the various fight scenes. Even though there's always something rewarding about watching a woman beat the tar out of a bunch of bad guys, that doesn't change the fact that this kind of thing was being done so much better in other Asian countries at the same time. While Haque tries her best and can do decent high kicks, the stunt ability and fluidity just isn't there, and she's let down by the subpar fight choreography, staging, camerawork and editing, which could have all helped improve the action scenes if they'd been done with more care.

After the slow set-up, this thankfully does become pretty good in the second half. Fitri first pays a visit to her almost mother-in-law and causes her to have a heart attack by staring at her with her green glowing eyes. And then it's off to do battle with Bramono's thugs, which she dispatches one by one. The real pay-off though is the long fight between father and daughter at the very end. It features all kinds of insane stuff, including lots of lasers, glass shattering, getting kicked down a hillside, riding a glowing rock through the air like a surfboard, flipping, flying, climbing up tall trees, decapitation, a head sprouting from a neck stump, a tree being transformed into a woman and Bramono being attacked by the lamprey thing, which pops out of his stomach, eats his foot and then disembowels him!









There were a couple of poor quality VCD releases for this one in Asia, but it's never been released elsewhere and is currently not available in an English version. I also was unable to find any theatrical poster. The director also co-wrote and was assistant director on Mystics in Bali (1981), easily one of the most famous 80s horror films from Indonesia.

★★1/2
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