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Mexican Werewolf in Texas

Something is killing off all the goats in the goat capitol of Furlough, Texas (population 327 – for now), and it’s not for lack of tourist dollars. The small toilet town on the Texas/Mexico border is ravaged by racism, boredom and grisly death.

Mexican Werewolf in Texas

The Mexicans think it’s a Chupacabra. (They’re wrong.) The redneck in-bred whiteys think it’s the Mexicans. (They’re stupid and wrong.) The police think it’s a coyote. (They have guns and can believe anything they want.) And the bored-and-looking-for-excitement high school students think it’s fun that something cool is finally happening in their dustbowl of a town.

Mexican Werewolf in Texas

Whatever the case, first it’s the goats, then tasty humans, who become carne asada, with a trail of outer and inner body parts strewn all over the pristine unswept sidewalks. Mob rules dictate it’s definitely a Chupacabra, so the townsfolk get guns and wait for it to come a’bitin’.

Mexican Werewolf in Texas

The local mortician – less than happy his teen daughter is dating a Mexican – gets the idea to fashion Chupacabra evening wear out of coyote pelts so he can eliminate the boyfriend problem and conveniently blame it on Chupie. Meanwhile, the slaughter continues, with the locals being ripped into chorizo.

Mexican Werewolf in Texas

The best moment comes when the marauding monster is chomping away at the Toyota™ truck containing two high school gals, and the town slut flashes her boobs at the frenzied beast. This stops our hirsute hero dead in his tracks for a brief moment (me, too), giving the resourceful girls a chance to give Chupie a taste of Japanese steel by running him down. Five times.

Mexican Werewolf in Texas

He’s really a werewolf (okay, a hairy dog with an alligator head), even though everyone is more ready to believe in the Chupacabra than a lycanthrope. That’s small town thinking for you. All told, Mexican Werewolf in Texas (2005) is mildly entertaining horror flick that strays off the eaten path.

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