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A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!

A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!
Recommended for devolved primates only!

Monday, November 22, 2010

MANOS: THE HANDS OF FATE (1966)


I first saw this very bizarre movie on an episode of Mystery Science Theater 3000 and this is a perfect example of a movie that's really difficult to watch on its own without the help of wise-ass robots. You start off with endlessly boring scenes of driving and then you meet characters played by what must be some of the worst actors ever filmed. The character of Torgo is especially hilarious and extra strange with his stilted speech, weirdo goat-legs and shimmying walk. The story is a pretty simple one about a family that gets lost and ends up at the house of a cult that worships Manos!(the god of darkness or hands or dark hands or something like that). The father acts like a jerk most of the time and the mom seems like a pain in the ass so you don't really care what happens to these annoying creeps anyway. One absurdity leads to the next and thankfully it all ends in a little over an hour. You get totally non-sexy cat-fights with ladies in nighties and also a severed, exploding, flaming hand thrown in for added excitement.  I would recommend only the MST3K version of this otherwise you're just asking for time to stand still. Director Hal P. Warren was a fertilizer salesman and this was, thank god!, his only movie.

"I am Torgo":

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