Vudú sangriento

This film is an attempt to cash in on the blaxploitation craze of the 70's, even if it uses white actors in blackface - a big no no.

It stars Aldo Sambrell, who was a Spanish stuntman turned supporting actor who appeared in numerous low budget genre films from sword & sandal epics (Saul and David), spaghetti westerns (A Fistful of Dollars, For a Few Dollars More, The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly, Once Upon a Time in the West), Italian war potboilers (The Fighting Corsair, Attack Force Normandy), and found work right up through the Caligula cash-ins (Orgies of Caligula), barbarian craze (Tuareg: The Desert Warrior) & sleaze movies of the 1990's. He was still working three years ago.

It borrows from numerous movies that would be familiar to those who follow the genre.

Lots of decapitations and native breasts.

Different, incoherent Spanish film about a Caribbean mummy aboard a cruise ship killing people that remind him of those that killed him thousands of years earlier. At least I think that is what the main plot thread was? It is difficult to tell with the poor, hatchet-job editing, the cheap feel the film has, the dull, sophomoric direction, and the acting talent of washed-out understudies. The film opens with the mummy character when he was young and vibrant - we see him with his love, get in a fight over a girl, and then watch his girl beheaded in front of him and then he is "paralyzed" and prepared for mummification. The opening scene really is done so poorly that you really aren't sure of many of the character motivations. Many flashback scenes would be used throughout the film using that ever-so-clever red tinting(Ho...hmmmm). The budget is low in this one: the heads decapitated look like mannequin heads with animal blood caked around the necks. One scene where a dancer(she is the best part of the film in all of her buxom grandeur!)is wrestling with the mummy - we don't know why he wants to kill her - has the two fighting in front of a mirror and then shows the cameraman in the mirror shooting the scene. Many more examples of such amateurism can be found throughout. What did I like? The film is watchable and funny for its ineptitude. The mummy in the sarcophagus actually looks creepy at times. And did I mention that dancer? The end is an even bigger letdown than the film(as if that were even possible?). It is so ridiculous. As for the performers? Nothing too good. The guy playing the self-proclaimed "fat, old" cop waiting to retire is probably the best just for comic relief. The rest sub-par. Except for, did I mention already, the dancer?

Dull and clumsily cobbled tale more-less rehashes the story of The Mummy, although this time around the Egyptian pharaoh is replaced by a tropical island voodoo doctor(the Caucasian crackers wearing blackface makeup and Foxy Brown afro wigs will have you in hysterics...trust me...you *never* had it so good).

So, anyway...this crusty old mummy is resurrected on-board a luxury liner. The reincarnation of his love from ancient times is among the passengers, and yadda, yadda, yadda. Not surprisingly, characters get killed, girls start screaming, and everything you expect will happen does, indeed, happen.

So..."is VOODOO BLACK EXORCIST any good", you ask?

Oh, Hell-to-the-no.

Recommending this film would be as insane as recommending steel wool as a substitute for chewing gum. If, however, you're the type of person who tunes-in to back-seat cinema with any frequency, then you might possibly find it a tolerable slice of beatdown, old-school Eurotrash.

4/10

Painfully dull Euro-horror thats a retread of the Karloff Mummy set on a cruise ship.

Ages ago a voodoo priest who was having an affair with a married woman kills the husband in a fight. The woman is decapitated and the priest is put into a wooden coffin and buried.

Now. The coffin is dug up and put on a cruise ship. The dead priest comes back to life and begins looking for his reborn love at the same time he's chopping off the heads of some of the passengers.

Its slow. Its dull (with the opening bit about the affair replayed over and over and over again with an all but obscuring red tint) and it has some of the worst paper mache heads you'll ever see flying all over the place.

Cinematic sleep meds.

Hilariously bad Spanish horror made watchable by director Manuel Cano's kinetic direction. Could have been a guilty pleasure with better editing and a more coherent plot.