Scorpion Thunderbolt

Dear God(frey)! What a bloody mess!

Poor Richard Harrison yet again finds himself acting out some completely nonsensical scenes which are then edited into a completely non related, even more nonsensical movie!

The plot concerns a female journalist who every now and then, against her will (at the beckoning of a blind, flute playing man) transforms into a snake demon type thing and proceeds to go on murderous rampages. This dramatic physiological change from a beautiful woman into a rubbery abomination is further instigated (so we're led to believe via newly edited in footage) by a wicked witch with long gold fingernails who spends her time banging on a drum and gyrating in a most uncoordinated manner....fair enough.

Harrison's scenes concern his possession of a magic ring which ostensibly holds the key to the dissolution of the witch's power and the witch's minions' subsequent attempts to relieve Harrison of the said item (by violent means) Yes indeed - this film is bad! Headache inducing-ly bad in fact, but if you're a Godfrey Ho fan, then you wouldn't have it any other way!

Highly recommended and a craptastic delight!

Scorpion Thunderbolt is my 20th Godfrey Ho film to date, which means that, to my shame, I have now watched more films by Ho than I have Hitchcock. Ho is the yin to Hitchcock's yang, his films lacking in artistic merit, devoid of technical ability and free from the bounds of logic. Scorpion Thunderbolt is a prime example - a confusing mash-up of martial arts, monsters and magic that pays no heed to the established rules of cinema.

By re-editing scenes from 1983 Taiwanese horror Grudge of the Sleepwalking Woman, and inserting new footage featuring his go-to star Richard Harrison, Ho has created yet another wild and totally incomprehensible mess of random imagery that rarely makes sense. It's hard going at times, with scenes jumping awkwardly from the old footage to the new, terrible acting and dreadful effects, but occasionally the film entertains through its ineptitude and sheer bizarreness.

The plot, if one can call it that, concerns a pretty journalist called Helen Yu who transforms into a snake demon to kill women, her murderous impulses urged on by a semi-naked witch with golden talons and a blind man with a flute. Meanwhile, martial arts expert Harrison beats up and kills various baddies in his quest to destroy the witch using his magic ring, a golden sword and a mystical mirror.

Along the way, we witness a mental patient in a tree slinging animal guts at his carers, a hitch-hiker flashes her tits at Richard Harrison (before showing him her porn movie), Helen and her cop boyfriend Jackie run in slow motion along a beach, a man shoots snooker balls between a woman's legs, snakes attack Helen and Jackie while they are driving (animals were probably harmed during the filming of this scene), the witch does some expressive dance, and Helen transforms into a flying rubber snake-person.

You won't see any of that in a Hitchcock movie!

'What the Hell's this all about?'- remarks Richard Harrison to his dead porno star girlfriend after shes tried to kill him and vomited orange liquid during their back row nookie in a sex cinema. Its a question you may be asking yourself after experiencing this slice of random cut and paste filmmaking. The backbone of Scorpion Thunderbolt is an unreleased (at lea st to the west) asian horror movie- which in the age old tradition has been fleshed out with new footage featuring an american star to sell it to western territories. In its original incarnation Scorpion tells the tale of Helen Yu- a journalist who hides a dreadful secret- shes a snake monster! In flashback we witness Helen's mother to be being lead astray by a handsome young man. During an outdoor quickie with the strapping lad the girl discovers he is really a human sized snake. The whole encounter was revenge motivated on his/its part since the girl's father sells dead snakes and boils them down for soup. The girl gives birth to Helen but the apparently normal child is a monster who turns on its mother during breast feeding. A bloodbath ensues with the girl's father trying to take an axe to the infant, only to have his eyes pulled out by snakes, blinded he inadvertently murders his daughter with the axe. In present day Hong Kong- Helen is transformed against her will into the snake monster by a sinister blind night-watchman and his mysterious flute playing (which can also make dogs walk backwards). The film begins with one such gore murder as a nubile girl is chased by a weirdo only to end up eviscerated by the monster. The police, lead by Inspector Jackie Ko- initially suspect this bald limping loony of the killings and track him down to a mental hospital where he's in the process of eating a cat- he reacts to attempts at capture by beating the cops with the dead pussy and hiding up a tree. In the process of the investigation Helen falls in love with Ko- who has his own problems in the form of a revenge crazed ex-con he helped put away. Breaking into Ko's home the masked criminal handcuffs Ko to a table forcing him to watch as the man ties up and strips a pretty female police office in one of the films more censor troubling scenes. Ko breaks free and fights the madman, while in a neighbouring apartment block the monster goes bonkers mutilating some disco chicks- the monster's speciality being mashing girls faces in with its giant claws. Ko and Helen go on a date but its a disaster, the masked man shoots up their picnic and an attack by snakes causes Ko to crash the car. Finally they end up in a hotel where Helen again turns into the snake monster snuffing out a couple in a sauna. When Helen tells him the ghastly truth Ko remarks 'Does that mean... I'm in love with a vampire?'- of course it'll all end in tears. The 'new' plotline which is at best clumsily interwoven into this narrative concerns some nonsense about Richard Harrison and the 'hypnotising power of a woman's witchery'. Under the orders of a witch everyones out to stomp Richard, whether its the plumber or the aforementioned sex actress who hitches rides by flashing her attributes at passing motorists. With one of his worst films recently under his belt (Eurocine's kiddie movie Get Up Kiko and Run) getting flashed by bimbos and breaking bones must have been a blessed relief to Harrison. Scorpion Thunderbolt slithered out from the studios of Joseph Lai's IFD films- in the mid- Eighties Joe's niche was to have the ubiquitous Godfrey Ho shoot footage of Harrison to pad out the rottenest of Kung-Fu films (never did it matter that the new footage didn't remotely fit in with the rest of the film). The commercial surface of this enterprise is best illustrated in titles like Ninja Commandments, Ninja Dragon, Ninja Hunt, Ninja Kill, Ninja Show-down, Ninja Terminator, Ninja The Protector, Ninja Thunderbolt and Ninja Operation parts 1 to 8. A rare nugget in this cinematic rough- Scorpion Thunderbolt has all the unpredictability of a hard core mental patient- even in its original version the tone catapults from slapstick farce to heavy duty gore. A Shocking Asia-esque feel also looms over the film with its 'amour' of settings like red light districts and tacky discos. Add to this the fact that you are just never quite sure what's meant to be funny and what's unintentional and you have a film butchered of what sense it may have once possessed but retaining a power to take you off guard. If the idea of a blind night-watchman is absurd the film ups the ante by having him appear on a TV chatshow at one point 'a most talented man he's a blind night-watchman who has overcome gout and arthritis- he also plays the flute'. The highlight though belongs to the Jerry Lewis impersonator who learns the hard way that its not wise to kick an irate snake monster's tail. Remarkably there is way too much to savour in this true grab bag of a film for one single viewing- for moments of unguarded lunacy only filter out with each viewing. Scorpion Thunderbolt will provide a weeks worth of late night viewing fuel for tired eyes- the stunningly inappropriate use of Jean- Michel Jarre's Oxygene is worth the price of admission alone.

By far the best of Godfrey Ho's cut-and-paste movies, SCORPION THUNDERBOLT features tawdry kung fu combat, soft core sex, blood 'n' gore, and a goofy rubber snake-beast! The spliced together elements don't make much sense, but there's something about this weird mishmash of a movie that makes it bizarrely enjoyable!

Best quote in the film-"Be careful....of the monster". 🤣🤣🤣. Total pile of trash production, but you get some tit shots every now and then. Really makes the perpetual confusion more bearable. The film ends quit abruptly (scripted from a 4th grader) and strangely you want more!