Paul Naschy

Rojo Sangre

Rojo Sangre (2004)

Pablo Thenevet (Paul Naschy) is an aging actor down on his luck. After playing many classic characters on stage and on screen, he is now relegated to pitiful walk-on roles and sucking up to his scumbag agent. After making a deal with Reficul (Miguel Del Arco), owner of a decadent nightclub to make appearances dressed as the great murderers in history such as Jack the Ripper and Ivan the Terrible. Now back on his feet, Pablo turns to executing those that have offended him. Unfortunately, Pablo did not read the fine print of his contract and now he must pay for his recent successes with his soul.

Spanish horror icon Paul Naschy is excellent in this well-made though rather odd film. The editing is top notch, even inspiring and the camerawork is flawless. CGI effects are mostly well done with a few awkward moments but nothing too awful or embarrassing. While quickly paced, the ironic and comically cruel story has a strange (and only occasionally hokey) flow to it and the ending is very bizarre as well.

Naschy fans will be very pleased to see the great Jacinto Molina still in fine form this late in his career. The script (written by Naschy himself) gives the actor a chance to vent some rage at the state of the film industry. The opening conversation where Pablo explains to a fellow actor why he enjoys putting mice in a very special place is a riot. There is plenty of blood, gore, sex, and sadism to be found in this surprising little number from Spain.

Exorcism

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Exorcism (1975)

After getting high at a black mass, Leila (Grace Mills) and her fiancé, Richard, get into a car accident. Afterwards, Leila begins to exhibit strange behavior and a change in personality. Her mother, Patricia, asks Father Adrian (Paul Naschy), to come and speak to Leila, who may only be reacting to her car accident or grieving over the recent passing of her father. Father Adrian has trouble getting Leila to speak to him and her overprotective brother, John, is no help either. When John turns up dead and Leila’s behavior begins to worsen, Father Adrian believes that she may be possessed by an evil spirit.

I have to confess that I have an inexplicable affinity for European clones of The Exorcist. For some reason these lighter versions of the film just strike a chord with me. My favorites are The Antichrist and the chilling (and delightfully cheesy) Beyond the Door. When I found out that Paul Naschy had written and starred in a Spanish exorcism flick, I just had to check it out.

Director Juan Bosch (The Killer with a Thousand Eyes) brings this awkward genre oddity to life. The film has a very atmospheric punch to it and an undeniably European feel. The rickety plot is a little off (a possessed dog and that confusing final shot) and oh man, those day-for-night filters. The original Exorcist is blatantly borrowed from but Exorcism has its own agenda. Both the attention-grabbing soundtrack and the swaying Satanists are just so dang wild.

Paul Naschy (Werewolf Shadow) is excellent in this film and his character is very well written. Father Adrian wants to help Leila and her family but his approach is very gentle and caring. He doesn’t want to impose his opinion on anyone unless he feels they really need help. And when it comes time to kick some paranormal ass, well, the man does what needs to be done.

Grace Mills does a fine job as Leila, a girl possessed by the spirit of her dead father (not the devil for a change). The dynamic role of Leila gives Mills a chance to go through a wide range of emotions and act her butt off underneath a ton of nasty friggin’ makeup which she pulls off superbly. The rest of the cast is decent but it’s really Naschy and Mills’s show.

While not a great film by any means, Exorcism is still holds a unique place in the Naschy canon. It gives the actor a chance to show that he could be subtle (and not turn into a werewolf) even when the film is not. Unfortunately, the plot feels pretty rushed and there are some details that need expanding. I think this would be a terrible starting point for folks interested in Naschy (try Horror Rises from the Tomb for that) but if you’re down with “Exorcist Lite” movies like I am, then give this one a spin.

“Demon from Hell, you’ll not deceive me. She is not guilty. It’s you, because you’re inside her.”

Satan’s Dish: The Purple and Red Horror of Horror Rises from the Tomb

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[This article contains a few spoilers.]

“You two will serve us during the day. And once the seven moons have gone by
and the rite is carried out, you will be our master Satan’s dish.”

Whenever life gets me down and I need to escape from reality, I turn to the king of Spanish horror, Jacinto Molina, better known to the world as Paul Naschy. This former weight lifter turned actor, writer, and director was one of the horror genre’s legendary figures. Best known for his always energetic portrayal of Waldemar Daninsky, a man suffering quite profoundly under the curse of the werewolf, Naschy first caught my attention when I picked up a copy of Werewolf Shadow from a sale bin somewhere. By then the hooks were in and I had to find more of his films. Little did I know how insanely prolific this barrel-chested badass was in horror filmdom.

Of Paul Naschy’s many, many horror outings, I always come back to Horror Rises from the Tomb. In it, he plays Alaric de Marnac, an evil cannibalistic nobleman (not a werewolf) put to death for his devotion to black magic. Alaric is not alone in his crimes and his mistress Mabille De Lancre (Helga Line) is executed along with him. Before they meet their fates, Alaric and his witchy woman curse Alaric’s brother (also played by Paul Naschy) and Andre Roland (Victor Alcazar) promising that their ancestors will suffer for their betrayal. Over 500 years later, Hugo de Marnac (Naschy again) and his friend Maurice Roland (Alcazar again) awaken the spirit of Alaric de Marnac in a seance. Woops. Andre and Hugo’s chicks get spooked so they all decide to visit the de Marnac ancestral home to prove that there are absolutely no supernatural things at work. Double woops.

Aside from nearly getting killed by some bandits and getting to witness some vicious backwoods justice firsthand, Hugo and company arrive safely at their destination. With the help of some suspicious villagers, Hugo begins digging up the land looking for some treasure but the knuckleheads find the still living and very fresh severed head of Alaric de Marnic which possesses anyone who meets its gaze. Meanwhile, Hugo rekindles his love for Elvira (Emma Cohen) and the two hook up while everyone is either dropping dead or vanishing around them.

Maurice becomes Alaric’s (non-love) slave and helps him return his severed head to his body and resurrect Mabille De Lancre. These two delightfully evil beings go right to work, ripping out the hearts of hapless villagers for sustenance. Hugo is shotgunned to death by Maurice but before he can do her in too, Elvira breaks the spell on the poor schmuck with a magical talisman. Now it is up to the survivors to bring Alaric and Mabille’s bloody rampage to an end. Maurice and Elvira steel themselves for a fight to the death (or undeath) against creatures with some pretty nifty magic powers like turning their victims into zombies and disappearing and reappearing at will. I wish you luck, you poor bastards.

The moment composer Carmelo A. Bernaola’s insane organ music comes screaming out of your TV’s speakers, you will know it is on. And by ‘it’, I mean ‘ass-kicking horror’. With its rampant nudity, gore, and straight-faced goofiness, Horror Rises from the Tomb is total immersion into the world of Eurohorror. I wish I could erase my memory of this one just so that I could rediscover it over and over again. While Paul Naschy can carry a film on his own, the scrumptious German cult movie queen Helga Line (The Vampires’ Night Orgy) is on hand to make sure that all the dudes in the audience are paying attention. And while there are several sexay womens populating this film, Helga’s only real competition comes from Emma Cohen. Don’t let that stage name fool you, Cohen comes from Spain and will lay you to waste with her enchanting good looks.

Even though director Carlos Aured’s film is 19 varieties of cheesy, it has one of my top 5 favorite supremely awesome seance sequences. As soon as the medium (played by Elsa Zabala) goes into her trance, the disembodied head of Alaric de Marnac materializes and begins to speak. Next thing you know a candelabra goes flying at Hugo’s head and it is freakin’ hilarious. There are other awkward moments, the best of which is when Maurice confronts Alaric with the disco talisman. These two grown men begin to jump from side to side as though they were in some obscure folk dance. Other moments of inexplicable goofiness happen and no one is winking at the camera. This is all delivered with the utmost seriousness and it is one of the many reasons why Horror Rises from the Tomb is a classic.

Once the evil starts in this purple and red nightmare of a film, it’s a seemingly unstoppable juggernaut that will fucking destroy the world one village at a time. In a couple of calm moments in the last half of the film, a sense of dread settles in and one wonders if the good guys might actually fail this time. I won’t say what happens but I promise that you will enjoy this film (unless you’re a complete dickhead!). Horror Rises from the Tomb is a macabre, chilling, and kinky flick. And yes, there will be many smoke machines and at least one (really impressive) zombie siege. Did I mention that Paul Naschy plays not one, not two, but three different characters in this one!? And that he wrote the screenplay?! Well, he does and he did. God bless you, Jacinto Molina.