La muerte viviente

I Bought this film on DVD a couple of days ago not expecting much, and my intuitions were correct. Very slow with dialog that goes all over the place. We never get a grasp of where the film is taking place, who are these people and why anyone is doing what they do. Master horror icon Boris Karloff is basically exploited for name recognition (something that would happen quite frequently in the later stages of his career)and has little if anything to do. His relationship to the cult and how it evolves is never explained. The only reason I finished this sleep enhancer is the sexy dancing of Mexican actress (and exotic dancer) Yolanda Montes billed here as Tongolele. Nearly forty years old at the time it was made, Tongolele still possessed a knockout figure and sexy aura. Her two dance sequences are the only thing that will keep you awake while trying to finish off this turkey.

Just before he died Boris Karloff shot back to back footage for four poverty row horror flicks. Additional scenes were later shot in Mexico - with mostly different actors! - to bring each of them up to feature length.

This is the first and most coherent of this unfortunate quartet of pictures. It's also the dullest. Boris is a plantation owner on an island threatened by a curious voodoo cult that throws in cannibalism and snake worship with the usual business plan of raising of the dead to work in the fields.

The story is bereft of any new ideas and the phallic imagery is rather puerile. Still, we do get some lively snake dancing and the matching of the two sets of footage is not that bad, although Karloff's foreman appears in one scene with a beard and the next scene without!

If only the great man had stopped here!

This film is also known by it's shorter name "Snake People". This is not what you would call a good film... but it's not completely horrible - it's so-so.

We have Boris Karloff as Carl van Molder / Damballah a man that owns over half of the island and studies parapsychology. He is a firm believer in leaving the island natives to their ways - but there is a deeper reason for this.

We have voodoo cultist killing people, a beautiful voodoo priestess and zombies. If this sounds appealing to you and you like older low-budget horror movies then you might like this film. This is not one of those "must see for horror fans" films but rather for those that like some of the older trash horror films.

This is a good film to have for Boris Karloff fans - it's one of his last films.

4/10

In one of the four Mexican-American horror films he made before his death, Boris Karloff remains typically fun to watch. He plays Carl van Molder, an evil plantation owner out to create an army of zombies. Opposing him is righteous police captain Pierre Labesch (Rafael Bertrand), who arrives from the mainland to deal with the lawlessness on van Molders' island. Also newly arrived is van Molders' niece Anabella Vandenberg (the lovely Julissa), who preaches temperance. Van Molder appeals to alcoholic Lieutenant Wilhelm (Carlos East) for help with his problem.

Admittedly, the low, low budget "Snake People", a.k.a. "Island of the Snake People", a.k.a. "Cult of the Dead", is not exactly high art, or great cinema. But there's a place in the world for schlock like this, too. Juan Ibanez is the credited director, with cult icon Jack Hill handling the Hollywood-lensed scenes, and they strive hard for weirdness and atmosphere. The script is full of mumbo jumbo involving the living dead, voodoo legends, and LSD, but it's certainly amusing. And there's enough reptile action for the film to earn the use of the word "snake" in two of its titles, not to mention some effective sensuality and erotic dances.

The film goes as far as it can on the strength of the always compelling Karloff, supporting actor Quintin Bulnes (as the shady Klinsor), who has a great character face, the enticing Tongolele as the striking villainess Kalea, and another fine character player, Santanon, as the demonic dwarf. Bertrand is fine as the protagonist of the piece, receiving decent support from East.

There's enough bare skin and moody ambiance here to make this reasonably entertaining, especially on the level of a classic "late show" type of movie. Don't go into it expecting a lot of sense and logic, but one *can* expect a moderate level of fun if they're into this sort of thing.

Five out of 10.

One of the four films that Boris Karloff made at the end of his life. He made four low-budget films for a company that produced the films in Mexico, although Karloff's scenes were shot in California by director Jack Hill. Karloff is visibly old and haggard, and frequently sits through most of his dialogue. I'm afraid that his presence cannot save this film from being utterly tedious and ludicrous. Karloff plays a French plantation owner seemingly connected with some snake cult, voodoo worship, and a lot of weird characters. There is a dwarf that wears crazy glasses and is slain for some inexplicable reason. There is also a woman that stares at people while she dances around with a snake. She has a wild white streak in her hair. The island has a new police chief that acts with all the conviction of a puppet. The actors are all Mexican (except for Karloff and one other actor). The blending of the footage shot in Mexico and that shot in Hollywood is done adequately, however, the film makes little sense. Script and editing are poorly conceived and poorly executed. Poor Boris! At least it is nice to see him again.