Die Rache der 1000 Katzen

This movie should be called Night of 1000 Hours of Helicopter Scenes. If you want to see some sick guy spend twenty minutes flying a helicopter, then somehow seducing a woman by buzzing around her house and stalking her, then maybe you would like this walking disease. Also, instead of 1000 cats, more like 70, and during the climatic end scenes, only 10 cats, with the same scene shown over again until you want to puke. Only good for making fun of. The one redeeming thing about this film was the video I saw it on was made out of yellow plastic, I had never seen that before. In conclusion, I would rather have toxoplasmosa than see this again. Thank you.

Sophisticated, international playboy, Hugo (Hugo Stiglitz) loves women. He flies around in his helicopter, wearing enormous sunglasses, while various females smile like they've got coat hangers stuck in their mouths.

Hugo hovers. He zooms.

He takes women back to his fortress-like bachelor villa / monastery, where his faithful servant, Dorgo (Gerardo Zepeda) awaits, looking as though he spends his days inhaling oven cleaner.

Inside, Hugo shows off by tossing cats like beanbags, into their enclosure. Soon, it's time for Hugo to unveil his collection of severed heads. He's a man of many talents. Murdering his girlfriends for their noggins is one of them. This allows him to feed their bodies to his cat swarm. Hugo doesn't believe in being wasteful.

It's not long before he's airborne again, hovering over women and their swimming pools. They can't ignore his subtlety, since he floats three feet above them!

They want to go with him. They must go with him!

Yes, he rides a motorcycle too. It allows him to hover closer. Hugo is persistent, and always gets his female lover / head donation / cat food. Hugo is a haunted man. He only loved one woman. Her head is his favorite. All of his "girlfriends" have one thing in common: Their heads are more productive in their plastic boxes than they were on their shoulders!

THE NIGHT OF A THOUSAND CATS must be witnessed by every living being!

Hugo waxes philosophical! He plays chess while smoking his pipe! He hovers over more swimming pools than an Olympic diver! He is irresistible to women! The pointlessness of this movie is beyond measure. Is it a metaphor for life itself? Only Hugo knows for sure.

P.S.- I want a villa / monastery! I want a Dorgo! I want a thousand cats! Where's my helicopter? Let's fly!...

The Night of a Thousand Cats (1972)

** 1/2 (out of 4)

Hugo (Hugo Stiglitz) is a millionaire playboy who flies around in his own helicopter looking for beautiful women. He puts the women into the helicopter with him and takes them to his house, which is also the home to hundreds (not thousands) of cats. He then brutally murders the women, puts their heads in his collection room and feeds the rest of them to his cats.

René Cardona Jr. is best remembered for some rather strange and crazy films but THE NIGHT OF A THOUSAND CATS has to be one of the weirdest. In fact, this movie is just so strange and bizarre that I'm somewhat shocked that it isn't better known by cult fans. I'm not sure if there's an alternate, longer version out there but the one making the rounds on various sites clocks in at just 62-minutes.

There's very little plot going on in this film and in fact there's very little that actually happens. Throughout the short running time we see Hugo flying around, spotting the beautiful woman, picking her up, showing her his home and then we see them killed and fed to the cats. None of the murders are overly graphic but the director loves showing the chopped up bodies that are being fed to the cats.

That there is pretty much the only thing that happens in the film. Over and over the exact same thing happens and while the film is somewhat poorly made it's just so crazy that you can't help but enjoy what's going on. I certainly haven't seen a movie like this before. On one hand you can bash that plot-less film but then again you have to respect a sleaze movie like this that just gives the viewer the same thing since the director obviously believes that's what they want.

THE NIGHT OF A THOUSAND CATS has a few scenes towards the cats that will offend those who love the animals so those people should be cautioned. With that said, the film is certainly a unique one and fans of cult films should enjoy it.

The inimitable Hugo Stiglitz and his trademark cheekless beard prowls the sunny skies of tropical Acapulco in his private chopper, stalking impressionable damsels to date, strangle and subsequently feed to his thousand-head cattery.

Hugo always looks most comfortable intertwined with the body of some lusty European/American (imported) actress on the other side of her hey day, and his frequent collaborator Rene Cardona Jnr delivers a smorgasbord of tail for him to plunder in this somewhat Gothic-psycho- sex pic.

As an aimless, expressionless (another Stiglitz signature) independently wealthy playboy, he randomly courts four or five women of various nationalities (it's difficult to keep count), but his piece de resistance (almost literally) is the yummy-mummy Anjanette Comer, whom he hovers above whilst her well-to-do husband (Russek) is off earning the dough. Temptation soon becomes too much for her to bear, and so another opportunity emerges for Stiglitz to add to his pickle-jar collection.

Fantastically absurd with a plethora of bare butts and tan lines, copious amounts of cognac, a pantry full of severed heads and the incessant meowing of a thousand hungry felines to clear up the scraps. Simple and mildly effective lusty Latin horror.

Eccentric tycoon ladies' man uses his private helicopter to prowl female rooftop sunbathers. Once he gets them to his crumbling stone mansion for a dinner date, he sexes them up before adding them to his "collection"(a row of glass jars containing pickled human heads...the victims' other remains are fed to his pit full of ravenous kitties).

This is actually a semi-stylish junkyard horror outing with a few effective sequences. The story, however, is rather convoluted and comic-bookish...more discerning horror fans may find the goings-on a bit juvenile. That said, I still maintain that this is worth a look, especially if morally unsound oddities are your bag. With a bit less restraint in bloodshed and boob-shots, this could have been near-classic stuff.

5.5/10