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Um Lobisomem na Amazônia
A Werewolf in the Amazon
A Werewolf in Amazonia
Brazil 2005
produced by Diler Trindade, Telmo Maia (executive) for Diler & Associados
directed by Ivan Cardoso
starring Paul Naschy, Evandro Mesquita, Danielle Winits, Nuno Leal Maia, Tony Tornado, Karina Bacchi, Pedro Neschling, Bruno de Luca, Djin Sganzerla, Joana Medeiros, Guará Rodrigues, Charles Paraventi, Orlando Drummond, Sidney Magal, Júlio Medaglia, Daiana Amêndola, Analu Silveira, Tania Boscoli, Caio Ramos
screenplay by Rubens Francisto Luchetti, contributing writers: Flávio de Souza, Evandro Mesquita, based on the novel by Gustao Cruls, music by Mu Carvalho
Dr. Moreau
review by Mike Haberfelner
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A bunch of youngsters (Danielle Winits, Karina Bacchi, Pedro Neschling,
Bruno de Luca Djin Sganzerla) make a trip up the Amazon river with their
guide Jean Pierre (Evandro Mesquita) to have some hallucigenic drugs to
... all be torn to pieces by a werewolf, all but Natasha (Danielle Winits)
- who's carried away by the werewolf - and Jean Pierre - who's made
prisoner by an amazon tribe. You see, the sinister scientist Dr Moreau
(Paul Naschy), who wants to turn animals into humans and vice versa to
find the secret of the chromosome or somesuch, is conducting his
experiments in this strip of land, and he prides himself to be more
ruthless than Mengele, so ... You see, Moreau needs the amazons because
I don't know, and the queen of the amazons (Joana Medeiros) needs him
because he provides her with the elixir of eternal youth, but Moreau wants
to get rid of her, because despite he has her in his hands something
something, and Natasha has that birthmark that makes her the queens
successor, and I don't know why Moreau thinks he can control Natasha
better than the queen who at least fucks him (literally). Anyways, in the
end, everything goes wrong, and everyone kills everyone, but Natasha and
Jean Pierre manage to escape - and while doing so, they also manage to
kill the werewolf ... who turns out to be Moreau ... By and
large, Ivan Cardoso is a filmmaker who can revive yesteryear's horror
clichées and breath new life into them in a highly ironic context -
something that of all films he has only limited success with in this one,
his only collaboration with Spanish werewolf icon Paul Naschy. The problem
here is, the film's story is just too predictable, too formulaic, the
Cardoso-like eccentric scenes (like the singing Inca [Sidney Magal]) are
just too rare and not woven into the story diligently enough, the
Moreau-character lacks flesh to come to life (even if Paul Naschy is in
top form here), and as a whole, the film is short on actual setpieces. That
said, the thing is still wonderfully filmed, atmospherically directed, and
in the scenes where irony and high camp shine through, they do so
wonderfully ... it's just not all it could have been.
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