The Dale Pierce short story, taken from the horror novel, Bullring, is
vastly different from this no budget film though in spite of its flaws,
may well be better than the story. If you can ignore the rotten
camerawork and no budget level of production, then it isn't bad. The
excessively long dream sequence also drags, but if you are watching it
while drunk you can really get into this too in a sort of what is
this fucking shit type of way.
There are some good points to this. The opening and closing titles, done
with old bullfight clips off of 8mm movie film, give off a creepy
effect. End Game, the title for the closing credits, sounds like
somehting from Goblin.
Don Guillermo (Mr ???) has been unlucky enough to have his bullfighter son
killed
in the ring by a bull and his wife commit suicide in this tale.
Afterward, he completely loses his mind and strikes out against those he
blames for his son's death in the tradition of a Dr
Phibes. In this film
we see him lure an unsuspecting victim to his death, this time a writer
named Carlos Sanchez.
The only question is why ?
What did this author,
who admittedly never saw Don Guillermo's son perform live, have to do
with the kid's fatal goring ?
This is shown at the end, when Don
Guillermo explodes in all his psychotic fury.
The thing that makes an otherwise crappy low budget film like this work is
the performance of Don Guillermo. For the bulk of the movie he is
alone, except when confronting Carlos Sanchez, and when he sees the ghost
of his dead wife. He is an eye rolling, leering, lisping, unkept,
uncaring sicko who speaks to invisible friends, casually (you have to
look closely) flicks a cigarette ash into a pot of boiling noodles, then
prepares to eat it anyway, and lives in a house that would make Ed Gein
look like Martha Stewart.
How could this slobbering psycho ever pull
himself together long enough to set anyone up?
Yet he does, and that is
the beauty of this movie which those looking at the varied flaws miss.
Don Guillermo suddenly emerges, sitting on the sofa across from his soon-to-be victim, with his hair combed, casually smoking and talking like a
normal person. He remains normal long enough to trick and trap his
target. Here again, is another great moment you have to look closely to
catch. As he motions Carlos Sanchez to the basement where he will be
butchered, Don Guillermo flashes a slight, very quick grin, knowing he
has managed to do what he has set out to do. That little grin is
chilling.
Watching Don Guillermo is like watching two bears fuck in a zoo. You
find it repulsive, yet funny and captivating. At least that is how
I found it when I watched tow bears fuck in a cage a few years ago and
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