While HG Lewis was grossing people out in the early sixties with stuff like BLOOD FEAST at the same time way down south in Brazil the man who would become known in America as Coffin Joe was cranking out some gore flicks of his own. These had a more serious edge to them and a decidedly anti-religious message that seems pretty ballsy for the time and country in which they were made. This one came along in 70 and is a sorta behind the persona look at the man behind the character, Jose Mojica Marins. It's a unique structure because you get Marins playing himself being questioned by psychiatrists for being a bad bad man and then you get LSD experiments where Coffin Joe shows up to brutalize folks(mostly women) and things get weirder and weirder until you end up with a spaghetti slurping fat man, gratuitous ass-kicking, blatant sexism and a bunch of asses with faces painted on them. It is quite the disjointed mess yet I still found it totally enjoyable. In the end there's even a pro-drug message about how people's minds are way more fucked up naturally than any artificial drug is capable of doing. Brilliantly cheesy stuff!
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