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Atomic Superman Is The Bomb

Posted in Classic Horror, Evil, Foreign Horror, Zombies with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 6, 2018 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots

In the 1962 Mexican sci-fi/horror thrill-o-rama Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots (aka, Los autómatas de la muerte), Neutron is a bare-chested lucha masked marvel, heck-bent on protecting that which needs protecting, in this case an evil scientist thought dead, but is quite the opposite. Yep, the bandaged faced Dr. Caronte lives to breathe another day in this episodic punchfest. And I’ll give it to the ‘ol Doc — he can throw a decent slobberknocker.

Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots

So what’s Caronte’s devious scheme this time? To resurrect the brains of three dead scientists, whose combined knowledge can create a formula to create the world’s most seriously explosive dispositivo: the Neutron Bomb. I know what you’re thinking: a superhero and a bomb with the same name? What are the odds? How do you even market yourself after that?

Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots

Assisting Caronte is Nick, a dwarf executioner with a uni-brow and pinched, high voice that sounds like he huffs helium for each of the day’s three low carb meals. Assisting Nick is a small army of “robots”, Caronte-made lifeforms with janitor overalls and faces that look like Pottery Barn™ planters that’ve been dropped on aisle two. They also have really messy hair because, hey, Caronte didn’t invent combs. Their job is to collect human blood to power the machine that powers the electricity jar that contains the speaking brains of the dead scientists, who all use their human voices, by the way. (Scientists can do anything.)

Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots

While all this is happening, Neutron (in his casual Friday street guise) and two other guys are almost at fisticuffs over the attentions of intentionally single singer/hottie, Nora Walker. They demand she makes a choice amongst her suitors. She does not. Too bad she doesn’t know one of ‘em is Neutron. Why, she could become Mrs. Neutron Bomb!

Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots

One of the death robots impersonates Neutron and kidnaps Nora. Not sure why. Maybe death robots are horny, too. And Caronte has spirited away the spiky neutron bomb into a traveling honeymoon couple’s suitcase. What a dick.

Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots

After much chasing, arguing and diversionary tactics, Neutron and Caronte go at it like they were fighting over the last buttery Crescent™ dinner roll. And fight they do — face fisting, slick wrestling moves, cannonballing from office furniture like it was a community pool diving board. Even the numerous stomach punches sound like face slaps.

Neutron The Atomic Superman versus the Death Robots

Defeated, Caronte yells at Nick to pull the switch that’ll bring down the house in a way Nora never could. If you can’t figure out how this ends, then I have a talking science brain I wanna sell you.

Stoned Demon God

Posted in Asian Horror, Classic Horror, Evil, Fantasy, Foreign Horror, Giant Monsters with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 27, 2015 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Daimajin

The Japanese term Daimajin translates to good ’ol English as Great Demon God. (I wonder what my term translates to in Japanese? Probably Great Beer God. I like that. Thank you, Japan.)

Daimajin is also the title of the 1966 horror fantasy movie about a gigantic stone statue that comes to life and squashes people. There is nothing about that sentence I don’t like.

It’s bad enough the downtrodden villagers in ancient Japan are enduring a series of tremors (or “mini quakes”); on the flip side you have their leader Lord Hanabasa in constant arguments with the super mean and cruel Samanosuke. The quakes are attributed to the spirit of the Daimajin trapped in a nearby mountain and is trying to bust a move. The meanness of Samanosuke is attributed to him just being a dick.

Daimajin

Samanosuke uses the villagers superstitions against them and to overthrow (i.e., kill) Lord Hanabasa, thus ruling with an iron fist (i.e., sword). His reign is highlighted with torture, stabbings, eye gougings, and assorted punchings, leading to a slave labor workforce.

Shinobu, the village’s local priestess, has had enough of this crap and, after a long story involving other story-padding characters, warns about the Daimajin coming to smash evil.

Samanosuke chortles at the stone Samurai and sends his posse to go beat the revered stone statue into bite-sized chunks. When the army starts pounding a huge railroad spike into Daimajin’s forehead, the statue comes alive and breaks free of his dirt cage. It’s clobberin’ time.

Daimajin

Stomping its way towards the village, Daimajin’s face changes into that of a pissed of Shogun with a facial expression that looks like the railroad spike was pounded into Daimajin’s glory hole. It’s as if the demon god was sold at a Pottery Barn™ managed by Slayer.

Doing what only a 25 meter tall ticked off stone creature can do, Daimajin, who only makes its appearance an hour (!) into the movie, stomps, crushes, squishes and squashes Samanosuke’s bully squad into egg rolls.

Daimajin

But wait, Daimajin is unable to distinguish evil from reverse evil, and begins swinging his wrecking balls all over the village, wiping out years of shabby architecture. It’s only when a chick cries at Daimajin’s dirty feet that it’s spirit is released and goes zooming off as a UFO-esque orb, leaving it’s husk to crumble all over the place. Guess who has to clean up that mess?

There were two more sequels: Return of Daimajin (1966) and Daimajin Strikes Again (1966). Yes, all three were released in the same year. I think they just reused the original Daimajin monster. Way to milk that sacrificial cow.