i feel as if with every wuxia film that chang cheh makes, he feels like he has to top himself, he's gotta go bigger and bloodier with every single one of these early 70s movies, it's like "well, the last movie had 50 guys get killed, so now in this one we gotta aim for 100 bad guy deaths" and that thought-process keeps repeating itself until you get a ridiculous movie like this that is almost entirely devoid of plot…
before the christian bastardization of the holiday into 'halloween', there was SAMHAIN, the original pagan communion of that special time of the year when the space between realms is at its thinnest, when the restless dead can speak words of power and the eldritch fae demand tribute from mortals and the world's cryptids & daemons stalk our sanctified streets. the barbaric christian invaders think they can banish all those spirits away with their crosses and churchs and costumes and candy, but…
i'm thinking that netflix should stop producing movies
really pissed off at myself for wasting over two hours on trying to decipher this tonally overwrought project. i could have been reading some foucault or petting one of my cats or staring at the walls of my apartment, any of those activities would have been more worthwhile than this strenuous nihilistic exercise. probably the worst directed thing i've seen this year, just utterly clumsy and ham-fisted, an empty display of aimless psuedo-philosophic ramblings constructing a juvenile, grueling mediation on death or masculinity or aging (or something, whatever).
cinema for redditors
real life abbie hoffman:
"you are talking to a leftist. i believe in the redistribution of wealth and power in the world. i believe in universal hospital care for everyone. i believe that we should not have a single homeless person in the richest country in the world. and i believe that we should not have a CIA that goes around overwhelming governments and assassinating political leaders, working for tight oligarchies around the world to protect the tight oligarchy here…