Colonel Hogan!
What do you want?
They're all dead!
Dead Tom's dead?
That's why we call him Dead Tom!

I'm paraphrasing since I don't even know which way is up after this movie. I have so many questions. Why does he need to eat so desperately so soon? Why must he spit-wash the worm? Where did he get the caveman club prop? Why is everyone's best insult 'stupid bastards'? Is a grenade in the pants a euphemism? And last but not least, which mercenary said "let's put him in daisy dukes cause reasons"?

Mexico in the 70's was a scary place. Apparently monsters would rove in packs and wrestle anyone in sight.

Not all that interesting of a film. But Lon Chaney half-heartedly leaping over a table is the best thing I've seen all day.

Part of my 2018 Cult Movie Challenge

I went to one of these as a young teen (but here in CO right around the time this was filmed). Its a painfully manipulative, not to mention intensely bigoted, practice; and this documentary presents that so perfectly without need of any commentary.

It is so rare to find a movie that's so good it hurts. Especially in dramas or comedy. And even more so when it has a four hour runtime. That combo is basically impossible. Love Exposure is the impossible.

It's basically a Japanese Harry Potter. With Satanic rituals. And voodoo. And nudity. And beheadings. And gore. And lesbians.