Showing posts with label Philippines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philippines. Show all posts

Tuesday, 2 August 2016

The Sisterhood

Director: Cirio H Santiago
Writer: Thomas Mckelvey Cleaver
Producer: Cirio H Santiago
Cast: Rebecca Holden, Chuck Wagner, Lynn-Holly Johnson
Year of release: 1987
Country: Philippines/USA
Reviewed from: UK rental VHS (Pearl Communications)

Cirio H Santiago - your mark of quality when it comes to Filipino movies. And I’m not being cynical - the production values here are a whole notch above many of the man’s contemporaries.

This is yet another post-holocaust adventure that would like to be Mad Max 2 but isn’t, but it does at least have an original premise. The world (well, North America) has reverted to an entirely patriarchal society and women are subjugated - except for a semi-legendary band of femme outlaws called ‘the Sisterhood’ who are said to be witches. In fact, they have various powers derived from the mutational after-effects of the bomb, which manifest themselves at puberty. Or something.

We meet two of these, Alee (Rebecca Holden: Knight Rider, Lycanthrope) and Vera (Barbara Hooper: The Wizard of Speed and Time) as they run up against the gang of thugs led by bearded Mikal (Automan himself, Chuck Wagner). One of the girls has healing powers and one has telekinetic ability, but to be honest I can’t remember which is which. Anyway, they kick Mikal’s arse and send him and his gang on their way in their crudely customised motor vehicles.

In a nearby settlement lives 18-year-old Marya (Lynn-Holly Johnson: Mutant 2, Hyper Space) and her younger brother Gil (Tom McNeeley). Marya has some form of psychic link with her hawk Lady Shri, which her master, Lord Newfield, accepts because it’s useful. But the lord is away and others in the settlement are calling her a witch. Mikal and his engine-revving mates attack the settlement and, before she escapes, Marya sees her brother cut down by Mikal himself. (For some reason, although motor vehicles still exist in this world, no guns have survived so all fighting is done with swords and bows.)

When Marya seeks shelter at a tavern, she meets and befriends Alee and Vera, who are reluctant to accept her into the Sisterhood until they discover her affinity with Lady Shri. Camped for the night, Vera is snatched by Mikal and much of the rest of the movie is Alee and Marya trying to get her back. Mikal at first joins forces with fey, hare-lipped Lord Barak (Robert Dryer: Cyborg 2, Spaceship, Revenge of the Zombie) but that ends unhappily so he teams up instead with Lord Jak (Anthony East: Bloodfist II) to journey through the Forbidden Zone to Calcara, ‘the city of ultimate pleasure.’

The Forbidden Zone, you will not be surprised to hear, is home to various unpleasant mutated folks who chase Alee and Marya into a cave network, wherein they find a whole bunch of pre-holocaust stuff - including loads and loads of rifles and some handy armoured personnel carriers which they are of course able to drive straight away. With this they head for Calcara, which is ruled by loud, jovial Lord Kragg (Kenneth Peerless: Bloodfist) but frankly for a city of ultimate pleasure it seems rather devoid of bars and whores.

Lord Kragg receives Mikal’s gift of a witch but, wouldn’t you know it, he’s already got some! A whole room full of captured Sisterhood members in manacles. When Marya and Alee break in and rescue Vera (and kill lots of guards) some sort of spectral goddess appears and all the manacles fall off the Sisterhood who magically fade away. Eh?

I’ve got a soft spot for this movie (which was just called Sisterhood for its UK DVD release, possibly to avoid confusion with the similarly titled David DeCoteau picture), mainly because it isn’t just a clone of Mad Max 2 or Escape from New York (1980s Italian producers, are you listening?). The cinematography by Ricardo Remias (She Devils in Chains, The Muthers, Vampire Hookers, Anak Ng Bulkan) is good and the fights and stunts are well-handled; Ronald Asinas (Terminal Virus), Day Guerrero (Robo Warriors) and Fred Esplana (Raw Target) are credited as stunt choreographers.

Sure, there are plenty of cliches and some silly bits but it’s more enjoyable than many other films in this genre. The mere fact that I’ve watched it twice is evidence of that. The acting is better than one would expect, and if Johnson is a little wooden occasionally she is also very good at playing up her character’s vulnerability.

Also in the cast are Henry Strzalkowski (Desert Warrior, Equalizer 2000, Angel of Destruction, also credited as casting assistant), David Light (Cobra Mission, Future Hunters), Jim Moss (Robo Warriors, Future War, Zombie Flesh Eaters 3) and Peter Shilton (Future Hunters, Equalizer 2000 but not - despite what the Inaccurate Movie Database reckons - the former goalkeeper for Nottingham Forest and England!). Composer Jun Latonio (Fast Gun, Killer Instinct) is anglicised to ‘Jim Latison’ on the sleeve. Ronnie Cruz was the art director, Teresa Mercader did the make-up and Elvia Santos was in charge of wardrobe, while special effects are credited to Juan Marbella Jr - Santiago veterans all.

It’s a Cirio H Santiago movie and, let’s face it, the man’s a cinema legend, having helmed more than fifty films from Filipino Wonder Woman series entry Darna and the Tree Monster to one-boy-and-his-pterodactyl remake Anak Ng Bulkan/Vulcan, as well as producing such WIP classics as Jack Hill’s The Big Doll House and The Big Bird Cage. I’m not ashamed to say that I will always happily watch any movie with Santiago’s name in the credits.

MJS rating: B

Review originally posted 19th April 2008.

Wednesday, 18 March 2015

The Thirsty Dead

Director: Terry Becker
Writer: Charles Dennis
Producer: Wesley E De Pue
Cast: Jennifer Billingsley, Judith McConnell, John Considine
Year of release: 1974
Country: Philippines
Reviewed from: UK rental VHS (AVR)

Never judge a book by its cover, but a sleeve can tell you a lot about a video. Firstly, the title is given as just Thirsty Dead on the front and spine instead of the correct The Thirsty Dead (as on screen and indeed on the back of the sleeve). Both front and back of the sleeve proclaim the film to be “a surgical nightmare” and while you could argue that there are nightmarish elements, there is not a hint of anything surgical. And the main picture of an unshaven bloke swigging blood from a laboratory flask - God alone knows where they got that or what it’s supposed to be!

The Thirsty Dead, like all great horror movies, begins in a seedy Filipino night club where a go-go dancer is gyrating wildly (and frankly, rather amateurishly) in a cage for the amusement of sailors and other patrons. This is sassy Claire (former Miss Pennsylvania and daytime soap star Judith McConnell - or Mc Connell as the credits have it - from The Doll Squad) who hears an announcement on the radio about a rumoured Hong Kong-based white slave operation (“For the second time in 48 hours, a young woman has disappeared from the streets of Manila.”) moments before she is kidnapped.

The police are baffled: “Seven girls in a month. All young, all attractive. No motives, no clues, no ransom notes, no bodies.”

Next we meet Laura (Jennifer Billingsley: The Spy with My Face) who is an “airline stewardess” according to the sleeve though that’s not stated in the film and who has an amazing head of Farrah Fawcet-style hair. She is telling her boyfriend Francisco (Rod Navarro: Armalite Commandos and the 1955 classic - probably - Bim, Bam, Bum) why she won’t marry him and moments after they part she too is grabbed by hooded mysteriosos. Taken through the sewers out of the city then up a river into the jungle, she joins three other young women: blonde teenager Ann (Fredricka Myers), oriental Bonnie (Chiqui de Rosa) and our old friend Claire, who is frankly looking forward to being a white slave in Hong Kong.

But they’re not off to Honkers. Instead the girls' captors drop their robes revealing themselves to be bald, mute, loincloth clad men who shepherd the women through the jungle. There are a great deal of ‘walking through the jungle’ shots in this film...

In a secret network of caves deep inside a mountain live a community of beautiful people who are immortal and who spend their days making jewellery and pottery. They are led by High Priestess Ranu (Tani Guthrie: Daughters of Satan) and High Priest Baru (John Considine: When Time Ran Out, Doomsday Virus, Fat Man and Little Boy and, um, Free Willy 2), the former High Priest having somehow died 500 years ago. He is called Raoul or Ramon or similar (difficult to make it out) and now exists as a disembodied head in a red glass box atop a stone table.

The people are all garbed in simple, pastel-coloured dresses and smocks - though Baru also has a pale blue cloak with a huge stand-up collar - and with the extensive use of hopelessly unrealistic cave sets, the whole film consequently looks alarmingly like a 1960s Star Trek episode.

Claire, Ann and Bonnie are all going to join the group of young women whose blood is used to keep the immortals alive. The girls lie down on stone slabs and a nick is made in their neck from which blood is collected in a cup. A magic leaf heals the nick and the blood is mixed with the essence of the leaf then drunk. Laura is offered the chance to join the immortals because she looks exactly like the one that the prophecies talked about yada yada yada but she turns them down, much to the shock of Baru and Ranu. Laura wants to stay with the other three but Baru shows her what will happen to them; they will rapidly wizen and age and then die.

Laura, Ann, Bonnie and (against her better judgement) Claire escape with the help of a wizened old crone named Eva (Mary Walters) and receive shelter from a jungle village - but Baru finds them and takes them back. However, he is starting to be swayed by Laura’s arguments about how immoral the whole set-up is. Baru says that they worship only beauty but Laura says that their actions make them ugly. So eventually Baru decides to help the girls escape by freeing the locked up old crones. (Eva has died by this time. “She was 28,” says Baru. “Brought here five years ago.”) The sight of unkempt troglodytes attacking beautiful people in pastel outfits is very reminiscent of the Morlocks and Eloi in George Pal’s version of War of the Worlds.

Claire doesn’t want to escape, she wants to become immortal: “I’m pretty. I’ve got a good body. They’ll take me.” Laura chases her through the stone tunnels until Claire falls into a pit and dies. Baru then leads the other three to the outside, but when they pass the ‘ring of age’ (some markings on the rocks) he starts to age rapidly by the miracle of lap dissolves and the girls leave him. They eventually make it to a road and flag down a passing jeep, but a subsequent police helicopter search shows nothing on the mountain which is unclimbable anyway. Or is it?

What a load of tosh this ‘International Amusement Corporation’ production is. The promise of a nasty horror movie is betrayed by the daft sub-Shangri-La plot (Blood Cult of Shangri-La is actually given as an alternative title by some sources, as is Blood Hunt). It’s competently enough made and the acting’s not too bad, but frankly it’s just not very interesting, with the high point being Claire’s ambivalent attitude to her kidnapping. The legendary Vic Diaz (Beast of the Yellow Night, Night of the Cobra Woman, Wonder Women, The Big Bird Cage) turns up at the end as a policeman and was also production co-ordinator, but even that’s not enough to make me recommend this movie.

This seems to be the only feature from director Terry Becker, who also helmed episodes of M*A*S*H, Mission Impossible and short-lived musical-spin-off sitcom Anna and the King. Charles Dennis (Double Negative, a TV movie of Svengali and The Jayne Mansfield Story, also a novelist and actor) wrote the screenplay from a story by Becker and Lou Whitehill (Wonder Women).

Cinematographer Nonong Rasca also shot Superbeast, Night of the Cobra Woman and Daughters of Satan while art director Robert Formosa worked on Black Mama White Mama, Savage Sisters and The Twilight People. Make-up artist Cecile Baun went on to do prosthetics for both Platoon and Hamburger Hill! The most impressive name here is composer Richard LaSalle, whose other credits include The Mermaids of Tiburon, Twice-Told Tales, The Time Travellers and for TV: Lost in Space, Land of the Giants, Planet of the Apes and Wonder Woman!

The Thirsty Dead is utterly typical of mid-1970s Filipino fantasy movies - except that it has a lot less blood than many of them and no nudity whatsoever. It’s okay, nothing more, though it might look better on DVD as this ex-rental tape is a lousy transfer of a lousy print. Incidentally, many sources shoe-horn this into the vampire genre because of the eternal-life-from-blood-drinking theme, but it should be stressed that the characters are not particularly thirsty and they’re certainly not dead.

MJS rating: C
Review originally posted 14th April 2007.

Thursday, 17 April 2014

The Return of the Bionic Boy

Director: Bobby A Suarez
Writers: Ken Metcalfe, Joe Zucchero
Producer: Bobby A Suarez
Cast: Marrie Lee, Master Johnson Yap, Joe Zucchero
Country: Philippines
Year of release: 1978
Reviewed from: UK VHS

Herewith a short history of bionics. The word was invented by Jack E Steel, a medical doctor and former US Air Force Colonel in 1958. It was given literary credibility by Martin Caidin in his 1972 novel Cyborg which was adapted the following year into a TV movie - The Six Million Dollar Man, starring Lee Majors as US Air Force Colonel Steve Austin.

The telemovie was a big hit, pushed the term ‘bionic’ into the public consciousness and was followed (I didn’t know this - thanks Wikipedia!) by two more Movies of the Week about Steve Austin: Wine, Women and War and Solid Gold Kidnapping.

A weekly TV series of The Six Million Dollar Man started in January 1974 and ran for four years, totalling 100 episodes. The show was a massive hit, in those pre- and post-Star Wars days and it was inevitable that a distaff spin-off would be produced. The character of tennis player Jaime Sommers (Lindsay Wagner) was introduced in the second season of The Six Million Dollar Man in March 1975, returned at the start of season three and then The Bionic Woman ran simultaneously for three seasons, including a couple of two-part stories which stretched across both shows. This series, like its progenitor, was produced by Kenneth Johnson. Three reunion TV-movies followed in 1987, 1989 and as recently as 1994.

In November 1976, a possible third series was considered, aimed at a younger audience, and was trialled as a double-length episode of The Six Million Dollar Man called ‘The Bionic Boy’. But 15-year-old athlete Andy Sheffield (Vincent Van Patten) wasn’t as popular as Jaime Sommers and his spin-off never materialised. Fortunately neither was there any stand-alone televisual future for The Bionic Dog. No, honestly, they introduced a bionic dog.

Until Star Wars appeared, the two Bionic series were the biggest sci-fi hit around, hugely popular across the globe. Everywhere you looked, kids in playgrounds and comedians on TV were running in slow motion or punching each other slowly while making “Pow-ow-ow-ow...!” noises.

This came to the attention of the Philippines' greatest purveyor of popular cinema, Bobbie A Suarez. The first title from BAS Film Productions Inc, set up to produce exploitable action movies dubbed into English for international sale, was therefore The Bionic Boy, starring a nine-year-old (some sources say eight) tae kwon do prodigy named Master Johnson Yap who had been prominently featured in the Singapore press.

In The Bionic Boy, Yap played the son of an Interpol agent who took on a bunch of international gangsters in revenge for the death of his parents. The film was the last known work of director Leody M Diaz, who passed away after wrapping production but before the movie was released. Diaz also helmed the semi-mythical Filipino epic Batman Fights Dracula and worked as action director on several of the popular Darna series of superheroine pictures. The screenplay was written by Romeo N Galang from a story by Suarez; Galang also wrote and directed an even more mythical film, 1973’s Fight Batman Fight! To the best of my knowledge no-one has ever actually seen either Batman movie although vintage newspaper ads confirm their existence. If a copy of either ever surfaced, it would be a major find. Until then, we must content ourselves with that old VHS of James Batman.

The Bionic Boy is generally dated to 1977 which would put it after the TV episode of the same name, but it might well have been in production before then. And of course, it’s an obvious spin to take on the concept (curiously no-one seems to have ever considered a bionic girl...). Certainly the publicity made no bones about the movie’s inspiration:

“FIRST - it was The Six Million Dollar Man. THEN CAME - The Bionic Woman. NOW COMES - the ultimate in action thrills and suspense with Asia’s youngest master of martial arts.”

Combining the fad for bionic stuff with the 1970s vogue for chop-socky pictures was a smart move by Suarez and the film sold well. It was released in Pakistan (“He is more than a warrior... more than a super hero... he is the fighting fury of World War III.”) and Mexico (“Despues de El HOMBRE NUCLEAR y LA MUJER BIONICA, una nueva dimesion de aventuras y accion con un poderoso e indestructible personaje que le hara estremecer!!!”) and probably a bunch of other places. But not, so far as I can tell, the United States.

Suarez and Galang than reteamed for They Call Her... Cleopatra Wong starring the one and only Miss Marrie Lee. And when that was also a success, the obvious next step was to combine the two franchises. The result was Dynamite Johnson - and that’s the film we’re discussing here.

Mightier and Stronger than KINGKONG (sic)...
Faster the the SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN...
Deadlier than the BIONIC WOMAN...
More powerful than the SUPER-SONIC JET FIGHTER and ATOMIC BATTLESHIP combined!!!

...ballyhooed the poster, which reused part of the artwork from the first film and subtitled the movie, in very small print ‘Bionic Boy (Part II)’. And that small print is what I find odd about all this because there is no other attempt in the publicity to link this to either of BAS Film Productions’ previous movies. Marrie Lee (‘Singapore’s handgun and martial arts expert’) is prominently featured but there is no mention of ‘Cleopatra Wong’ on the poster. And she is definitely playing the same character - a sexy, powerful chick composed in equal parts of legs, eye-shadow and attitude. Yap’s character calls her ‘Auntie Cleo’ and other characters refer to her specifically as ‘Cleopatra Wong’.

So why was the word ‘bionic’ so prominent in publicity for the first film but so hidden in the second? It could be that Suarez had got wind of legal arguments in the USA where some enterprising soul had decided to release the three-year-old Japanese monster flick Godzilla vs Mechagodzilla as Godzilla vs the Bionic Monster. Universal Studios, which made The Six Million Dollar Man, made loud, threatening noises and the posters were quickly amended to read Godzilla vs the Cosmic Monster.

Which makes it all the more bizarre that, while one film was losing the word ‘bionic’ from its title, this one was adding it in. Dynamite Johnson became The Return of the Bionic Boy, with the title rather obviously added as a still frame, interrupting the credit sequence of Master Johnson Yap doing his tae kwon do schtick.

Before the credits is a sequence of American mercenaries attacking some sort of industrial establishment who are interrupted by a robotic dragon. It’s a vehicle, togged up like a silver dragon, with a flame-thrower in its mouth and a machine gun in its tail. It’s goofy as all get-off but it’s an impressive, full-size, fully-functioning prop and the only thing that really lets the side down is that we have all seen Dr No at least seven times.

Master Johnson Yap plays a boy named ‘Sunny’ - presumably his surname is ‘Johnson’ - who arrives, in a wheelchair, in the Philippines from Singapore for surgery on his broken legs. For some reason, this surgery not only restores his ability to walk, it also greatly enhances his ability to do flying leaps and spin-kicks. And it raises his sight and hearing to superhuman levels too.

That’s surgery on his legs, folks.

Furthermore, no-one ever comments - not the good guys, not the bad guys - on Sunny’s amazing fighting ability.

Not having seen The Bionic Boy, I can’t say whether this film ties in to that at all but it seems unlikely that there is any narrative connection because Sunny isn’t actually bionic at the start of the film in which he ‘returns’. While recovering in hospital, his bionic ears overhear some bad guys talking in another room so he goes to investigate but when he tells the doctor and Auntie Cleo, no-one believes that he could have heard anything.

So he discharges himself from hospital (or sneaks out - I’m not sure) and tracks down some bad guys exchanging stuff at the docks. “Hey, what’s that kid doing here? Beat it!” says one, whereupon Sunny proceeds to defeat a whole bunch of chop-socky goons from both criminal gangs.

This sequence also introduces us to the least subtle, most stereotyped homosexual film character in cinematic history. Introduced here as the bad guy’s driver but later apparently some sort of second-in-command, this dark-skinned, skinny fellow wears an outfit that looks like one of Liberace’s cast-offs wrapped round a broomstick. He doesn’t just camp it up, he flounces, he pouts, he squeals like a little girl. In fact, he behaves in general like a little girl. It’s like the actor’s idea of homosexuality is ‘grown men who act like four-year-old girls’. On uppers.

He’s actually pretty funny - one of the film’s highlights - because he is so massively over-the-top he’s round the bend and back underneath. Comic relief that is, in its own way, actually comic, just not in any way that was intended. Honestly, next time you see an old clip of Are You Being Served you’ll think, ‘My word, that John Inman is essaying a sensitive and considered portrayal of a gay man.’ By comparison, at least.

Truth be told, after this it all gets a bit less interesting and, remarkably, Dynamite Johnson aka the Bionic Boy disappears from his own film for most of the running time as Cleopatra Wong takes centre stage. It’s some sort of smuggling operation of course, plutonium or something, I think. One thing is for sure: unlike the last Bobby Suarez/Marrie Lee film I saw, there’s no strawberry jam involved here.

Master Johnson Yap does get a sequence where he plays basketball with some kids, amazing them with his bionic b-ball skills before kicking the arses of some more chop-socky goons. There’s no doubt that the lad knows his moves and while he’s not outstandingly impressive, he’s not embarrassingly bad either. The last half-hour or so is, once again, a massive extended fight sequence, with our main characters joined by a couple of young blokes in black pullovers - don’t know who they are. The robot dragon reappears briefly. Finally, all the bad guys are beaten and our heroes fly off in an unexplained helicopter which comes to collect them.

One of the film’s problems is that it’s never sure whether it’s the Bionic Boy or Cleopatra Wong who is doing the returning. Although they do have some character scenes together, the movie seems to flip between the two for extended periods. But there is plenty of fighting, a reasonably coherent (if somewhat skimpy) plot, a great robot-dragon-machine and the campest fruit west of the Pacific.

The Return of the Bionic Boy finally made it to the UK in November 1986 courtesy of Cable 2 Video with a sleeve which assured any potential renters that this was ‘The First Bionic Boy’ and Marrie Lee’s name spelled wrong. The back of the sleeve, which features a staggeringly bad drawing of Master Johnson Yap, credits the director as ‘Bobby A Stuart’ although Suarez receives the correct credit on screen. It’s also worth reproducing the marvellous sleeve blurb from the UK release:

Fast, exciting Martial arts action with a pint-sized warrior. Almost a satire of the Bruce Lee classics with a touch of ‘BMX Bandits’ thrown in. A half-pint warrior with the added aid of bionics and an equally lethal aunt as his constant companion/guardian clean up around them.

Martial arts enthusiasts become unpopular when they cause havoc in the street, but become heroes when they capture criminals.

Lively action movie with unacceptable behaviour from a half-computerised boy followed by reformation and an old-fashioned moral for young teenagers.

Which is stretching things a bit because really it’s an hour and a half of a little lad and a hot chick kicking the arses of production line martial arts goons. An interesting aspect is that Johnson’s ‘bionics’ are never commented upon (and certainly never shown). It’s really just an excuse to have the youngster beat grown-ups at kung fu. In that sense, it’s no different from the 1990s movies that would cast Billy Blanks or Don ‘The Dragon’ Wilson or whoever as a cyborg just so that the hero could justify being so much better than the anonymous stuntmen who queue up to jump away from him.

In fact, now I come to think of it., the hero of this film is actually a cyborg. It’s easy to miss that because cinematically, in a post-Terminator world, ‘cyborg’ is usually taken as a synonym for ‘robot’ or ‘android’, cheapjack film-makers failing to notice that Arnie had a layer of human skin and flesh covering his metal skeleton, rendering him a cybernetic organism. But Dynamite Johnson really is half-human, half-robot, yer actual cyborg (as indeed was Steve Austin of course).

All of which means that, unless someone can demonstrate evidence to the contrary, The Return of the Bionic Boy is officially the first ever KCM.

The screenplay is credited to Ken Metcalfe and Joe Zucchero who also play two of the lead roles, though I’m not sure who. Apart from master Yap and Miss Lee, I can’t actually identify any of the actors with their characters. No matter. The UK sleeve calls Metcalfe ‘Ken’ as writer but ‘Ron’ as actor. The two also wrote Bamboo Gods and Iron Men together. Metcalfe contributed to the script of the Roger Corman-produced TNT Jackson, a Cirio Santiago blaxploitationer which clearly inspired the title Dynamite Johnson - and which was allegedly released as Dynamite Wong and TNT Jackson in the Philippines. It’s easy to see how audiences might confuse that film’s Jeannie Bell with Pam Grier, both being about seven feet tall with a giant afro. In Dynamite Johnson, Marrie Lee also sports a Foxy Brown style wig and costume for one sequence but she would be harder to confuse with Grier, what with not actually being black and everything.

Ken ‘Ron’ Metcalfe’s other writing credits include Firecracker and Hell Hole for Santiago and American Commandoes and Warriors of the Apocalypse for Suarez. As an actor, he appeared in about 50 films between the late 1960s and the late 1990s including The Beast of the Yellow Night and Enter the Ninja. A sideline in casting local talent as extras got him credits on Hamburger Hill and Born on the Fourth of July!

Joe Zucchero wrote Final Mission, The Devastator and Eye of the Eagle for Ciro and Devil’s Angels for Bobby. As an actor he has about 30 credits, mostly (like Metcalfe) for the prolific Santiago. His sideline was in editing including both versions of Ciro Santiago’s boy-and-his-pteranodon classic, Vulcan and Anak ng Bulkan. (The Inaccurate Movie Database credits the script to Suarez and Romeo N Galang which is nonsense, although Suarez does take story credit.)

The cinematographer was Eduardo ‘Baby’ Cabrales whose CV includes Cleopatra Wong and the sixth entry in the long-running Shake Rattle and Roll Filipino horror anthology series. ‘Associate director’(?) Pepito Diaz worked on Delta Force 2, American Ninja and William Mesa’s enjoyable late-1990s monster flick DNA. Gene S Suarez was executive producer. The cast has some big-name (or at least, prolific) Filipino actors including Chito Guerrera (Fight Batman Fight, 7 Crazy Dragons), Joe Sison and Manny Tibayan.

Special effects are credited to Benny Macabale (One-Armed Executioner) with Margie Catro handling make-up and Nita Bayed as ‘costume caretaker’. Other credited crew include Isabelo Tatos (setting in-charge), Rolly Banta (special props), David Cheung (film editor), Bonnie Esquerra (production supervisor) and Willie Henson and Rolly Mercado (schedule masters). Alex Pecate is credited as both actor and stunt co-ordinator but the highlight of the credits, indeed of the opening titles, must surely be ‘P.I.S.S.’. This probably stands for Philippines International Stunt Squad or something but, dudes, it doesn’t matter what that stands for. Change your name!

Now comes the sad part. I had owned this VHS tape for quite a few years and planned to rewatch it (one of the few tapes I still own) in order to put a review on this site to complement my review of They Call Her Cleopatra Wong (which you will find under its UK video title of Female Big Boss). In December 2007, after I had posted that Cleopatra Wong review, Bobby Suarez himself became aware of it and sent me a very nice e-mail, telling me about all his plans to return to film-making.

Even though I don't do many interviews any more, I really wanted to interview Bobby Suarez. But not until I had rewatched The Return of the Bionic Boy. And that wasn’t going to happen until after I moved house because everything - DVDs, CDs, magazine, books and my handful of remaining video tapes - was packed up.

Well, we moved in December 2009 and in June 2010 I finally got round to putting The Return of the Bionic Boy into my surviving VHS machine. Both tape and player still worked fine and the movie was as gloriously bonkers as I remembered it. I set to writing this review.

And that was when I discovered that Bobby Suarez had died on 8th February 2010, aged 67. And that depressed me, not just because he joined Cirio Santiago on the list of Filipino directors I really wish I had interviewed, not just because the handful of e-mails I had exchanged with him showed Bobby to be an intelligent, friendly man, but also because nobody seemed to have noticed his death. It was listed on Wikipedia and the IMDB but I certainly didn’t see any discussion on any of the film boards where I occasionally chat or lurk.

So Bobby will never see this review. But his work lives on and maybe somebody will give his films a really good DVD release. In the meantime, I’ve posted, in lieu of the interview that I'll never get, that original e-mail which so delighted me when it appeared out of the blue on Boxing Day three years ago.

Rest in peace, Bobby.

MJS rating: B+

Friday, 6 December 2013

James Batman

Director: Artemio Marquez
Writer: Artemio Marquez
Producer: Mrs Jose O Vera
Cast: Dolphy, Shirley Moreno, Boy Alano, Bella Flores
Year of release: 1966
Country: Philippines
Reviewed from: Filipino VHS


Holy discovery, Batman! Here’s conclusive proof that, no matter how many extraordinary films are catalogued, described and eventually released on DVD, there are always plenty more that nobody has ever heard of.

I thought that I knew about all the famous, copyright-skirting Asian takes on western culture: the legendary Turkish Star Trek movie, the Indian versions of Superman and Star Wars. Batman, Spider-Man and El Santo rampaging through Ankara... But here’s something new. Could it be (I wondered, as I e-mailed my credit card details halfway round the world) that James Batman is some sort of unholy cross between Batman and James Bond?

Indeed it could!

The representations of Batman and Robin are based on the 1960s TV series, which must have been as popular in Manila as it was in Manchester and Manhattan. The Caped Crusader’s costume is reasonably accurate, except for a striped cape and an odd symbol on his chest in place of the usual bat. It’s either some weird Chinese pictogram or a silhouette of a stripper - I honestly can’t tell! The bat symbol is correct however on the tailfins of the (pretty good) Batmobile. And the Boy Wonder’s costume seems to be completely accurate.

James Bond meanwhile looks as much like Sean Connery as I do and has an awful taste in jackets and hats.

Oh, and they are both played by the same actor. Because obviously the film wasn't weird enough already.

The movie kicks off with a meeting of some sort of council or government (did I mention: it’s in Tagalog and therefore completely incomprehensible?), which is visited by an evil, Fu Manchu-style warlord. He threatens to detonate an atom bomb - somewhere - and evidently can also fire some sort of stun-ray from his fingertips. Bizarrely, we never see him again after this prologue.

Batman and Bond are both summoned, leading to one of several genuinely funny scenes, which transcend the language barrier. “This is a very important mission,” (or something) says the Council Leader. “I’ll do it!” cries Batman. “No, I’ll do it!” responds James Bond. “I’ll do it!” “No, I’ll do it!”

“It is a mission which will bring great glory and fame to whoever succeeds.” (Or something). “I’ll do it!” “No, I’ll do it!” “I’ll do it!” “No, I’ll do it!”

“It is a very, very dangerous mission.” “He’ll do it!” “No, he’ll do it!” “He’ll do it!” “No, he’ll do it!”

Let’s make it clear. This is not a serious attempt to dupe Filipino audiences into thinking that the stars of Batman and Dr No have suddenly been transplanted to the Philippines. It’s a comedy, a spoof. The Batman TV series was already a spoof, so that’s all right, and although this is meant to be James Bond, the character is more like the self-parodic James Coburn in Our Man Flint.

The actual plot? Goodness knows. Find me someone who speaks Tagalog. Actually, the film contains two sorts of scenes: talky scenes and fights, with the latter predominating. And they’re not bad fights either. Batman and Robin versus the bad guys; James Bond vs the bad guys, then everyone pitching in (as you’d expect). There are some decent martial arts moves on show here and imaginative (for the time) use of buildings and furniture. These are properly choreographed fights and are properly shot too, with reasonably long takes so that we can see what’s actually going on. Clearly the action is more influenced by Hong Kong than Hollywood.

The villains are an odd bloke in a hooded cloak with metal plates on his head (surely he’s not meant to be Doctor Doom from The Fantastic Four, is he?) plus a young chap with sunglasses who has a spiked ball instead of his left hand, and carries a heavy machine gun around with him at all times. Oh, and the Penguin! (And one of the minor characters turns out to be Catwoman later on.) Metalplate, Spikeballhand and the Penguin command their masked minions from a stage dominated by a giant hand - which we later see flex its fingers and shoot a ray, a bit like Fu Manchu did in the prologue. One of the oddest things is that, towards the end, when the Dynamic Duo and 007 (and his Bond babe) are held captive by the Penguin and his cohorts, they are rescued by a good-looking young man with a machine gun. I don’t know who he is - but we’ve never seen him before! Perhaps it all makes sense if you can understand the dialogue.

Has anybody seen this before? Several sources list a 1967 Filipino film called Batman Fights Dracula, although I can’t locate anyone who has actually seen it. Stephen Jones’ Essential Monster Movie Guide gives cast and production company and it’s clearly unrelated to this film. Pete Tombs’ Mondo Macabro mentions something called Alyas Batman and Robin in its Filipino chapter, but that’s a 1990s film. Looks like I’ve stumbled across something new.

So where did I find this rarity, which has remained uncatalogued these 37 years? I found it at Kabayan Central, a company which has an archive of old Tagalog movies. For a quite reasonable fee, they will make you up a VHS copy from the only surviving master. The print quality isn’t great - James Batman is very scratchy and the sound is all over the place - but when something is this rare, that’s a quibble. The simple matter is that James Batman turns out to be a genuinely entertaining collision between two icons of global popular culture, with lots of entertaining if slightly silly fights, and some amusing visual gags (see Batman dispense his lunch from his utility belt!).

With a title like this, it was a reasonably good bet what sort of film this would be. But what undiscovered gems lie behind those other enigmatic titles: Espada ng Rubitanya Mga, Magic Bilao, Nagkita si Kerubin at Tulisang Pugot, Tansan vs. Tarsan? (The only one I have identified so far is Dugo ng Vampira, which is the original Tagalog version of Creatures of Evil.)

There’s a lot to discover here, if my credit card can stand it.

MJS rating: A-
review originally posted 31st March 2006

Sunday, 5 May 2013

Female Big Boss

Director: ‘George Richardson’
Writer: Romeo N Galang
Producer: Bobby A Suarez
Cast: Marrie Lee, George Estregan, Dante Varona
Country: Philippines/Singapore
Year of release: 1978
Reviewed from: UK VHS (Diamond Films)


Picked this knocked-about 1980s rental VHS up off Leicester market the other week, attracted by the title and the sleeve image, a drawing of a massively endowed woman unzipping her top. It was in with a pile of old Italian sex comedies but the presence of names like ‘Romeo N Galang’ in the credit block clued me in to the fact that this was some sort of Pacific Asian action movie, simply aping a well-known Bruce Lee title.

In fact the film was original titled They Call Her Cleopatra Wong, an homage not to Bruce but presumably to 1973 blaxploitation classic Cleopatra Jones, and it is the first Singapore movie I have reviewed for this site - although not, I expect, the last. (I initially had my doubts about that original title, thinking that it was just Cleopatra Wong as the advertising materials I saw suggested that ‘They call her...’ was mere poster copy. But a browse through contemporary trade press shows that the full five-word title was the original and it was simply shortened later. There was a vogue for They Call... titles in the 1970s including spaghetti westerns They Call Me Trinity and They Call Me Renegade, Swedish action-thriller They Call Her One Eye, Sidney Poitier-starring drama They Call Me Mister Tibbs! and Filipino martial arts knock-off They Call Him Chop-Suey - written by this film’s director Bobby A Suarez.)

‘And introducing Marrie Lee’ stars as the eponymous Interpol agent and the opening credits show her riding a motorbike, demonstrating top class marksmanship with both automatic pistol and longbow, kicking the collective arses of a half-dozen opponents at a martial arts demonstration and - hey! - partying till dawn in a classy international discotheque. On holiday in the Philippines, she is interrupted, mid-shag, by a phone call from her boss and has to fly back to Singapore where she is assigned to trace the source of some top-quality forged currency.

By conspicuously spending some of the fake dosh in a jewellery store, she attracts the attention of a local gangster who kidnaps her and takes her to his palatial villa, reachable by cable car. There she is thrown to the whims of three overweight wrestlers whose expressions when she whips off her skirt prior to fighting them are straight out of a Tex Avery film. The fatties having failed, the gangster calls in about thirty teenage boys who similarly prove no match for Cleo, who jumps over a 20-foot wall and escapes with the help of her moped-riding assistant.

Somehow the trail leads her to Hong Kong, where an informer working at the docks recommends that she keeps an eye on a consignment of strawberry jam. She follows the crate and finds that this is how the money is being smuggled into Honkers - but where is it coming from?

Finally, she returns to the Philippines where she poses as a magazine photographer reporting on what one must presume is the legendary Filipino Strawberry Belt. Asking around, her questions provoke possibly the greatest line ever spoken in a dubbed action movie: “The biggest strawberry jam factory in this area is the Catholic monastery over the hill.” If I live to be a hundred I will never write a line that brilliant.

It seems that a bunch of gangsters with the most extraordinary range of dodgy international accents have locked all the nuns in the cellar, dressed up in habits and set up a printing press in the monastery, banging out forged currency for five different Asian countries, which they smuggle across borders by hiding rolls of notes in jars of the monastery’s famous strawberry jam. (It’s the whole strawberry thing that gets to me. If it was just generic jam, it wouldn’t be nearly as entertaining. There is a ‘thank you’ credit to ‘Strawberry House, Bagglio City’, wherever/whatever that is.)

Cleo launches an assault on the monastery assisted by four male agents and the last half an hour or so consists almost entirely of fake nuns with machine guns running around and being gunned down. It’s completely brilliant. The real nuns are released from the cellar and led away to safety in a sequence that plays like a cross between Black Narcisus and The Wild Bunch. It’s just awesome. Eventually, Cleo collects her previously barely noticed motorbike and we find that it has rear-firing machine guns in the panniers. She also gets to demonstrate her archery skills, something forgotten entirely since the pre-credits sequence, by firing three arrows simultaneously and blowing up the bad guy’s helicopter.

Relentlessly brilliant, Female Big Boss/Cleopatra Wong turns out to be relatively well known and one of Quentin Tarantino’s favourite films, which should not really some as any surprise. However, it doesn’t seem to have been released on DVD so there’s an opportunity for someone there.

Marrie Lee’s real name was the rather less-exotic Doris Young and she was cast from a newspaper ad which asked: ‘Are you smart, sexy and seductive?’ Young was 18 and working as a receptionist in a nightclub on Shenton Way, one of the major roads in downtown Singapore, when she spotted the ad; she turned up to the audition in boots and miniskirt, assured the producers that she could ride a motorbike, and got the job just like that, beating 150 other applicants. The stage name was designed to fuel rumours that she was Bruce Lee’s sister, what with ‘Lee’ being such an unusual surname and all that.

According to a report in Screen International (20th July 1977), Marrie Lee is 5’7” and was 36-26-36 at the time. She had recently finished attending a Catholic high-school and had acted in school plays as well as taking bit roles in Hong Kong pictures that shot in Singapore. Shooting on Cleopatra Wong began in August 1977.

Filmed in Singapore, the Philippines and Hong Kong with post-production in Hollywood (it was filmed in English so the voices, though dubbed, match the lip movements), Cleopatra Wong is one of the very few independently produced Singapore feature films and was always aimed at the international market. Bobby A Suarez produced the film through his Filipino company BAS Films Productions Inc and also directed under the pseudonym ‘George Richardson’ (sometimes cited as ‘George N Richardson’). Suarez was raised in the Boys Town orphanage and started out as a janitor in the Filipino branch of Rank, rising to Assistant Sales Manager before establishing his own film company. His mentor at Rank was RLH Davidson who went on to become a senior figure with Warner Brothers. Suarez worked in Hong Kong in the 1970s before returning to the Philippines where he made The Bionic Boy and then this film. He has since gone on to win stacks of awards, becoming a major name in the local film industry.

When Cleopatra Wong proved an instant success, Suarez decided to combine his two franchises into a joint sequel, Dynamite Johnson - which was released in the UK as The Return of the Bionic Boy (and has been sitting on my shelf for some years, so time to dust that one off, I think). Cleo returned for a third adventure called Pay or Die (aka Devil’s Three aka Mean Business) and would have starred in another Suarez production, Queen Cobra, if she had not left for the States at that time. She was actually signed up to a five-picture deal but The Vengeance of Cleopatra Wong, though announced, never materialised. ‘Marrie Lee’ apparently only made two other pictures: a Spanish/Mexican film called Target Scorpion and a Hong Kong movie called Showdown at the Equator. She subsequently ran a dance troupe for a few years, then a healthcare company. Suarez’s later works include such great-sounding titles as American Commandos, Warriors of the Apocalypse, Commander Firefox and One-Armed Executioner.

Romeo N Galang (Romy N Galang on the poster), who fashioned the script for this from Suarez’s story, seems at first glance to have no other credits apart from the screenplays for the two Bionic Boy movies and a 1968 picture, De Colores. But the Inaccurate Movie Database, as we know, is less than reliable and in fact he also had a career as a director which included a previously unknown 1971 movie called Fight, Batman, Fight! (an even more blatant rip-off than James Batman, by the looks of the poster). The IMDB and other sources credit him with the score for Cleopatra Wong but there is no music credit on the film itself.

Speaking of IMDB discrepancies, there is the question of this film’s nationality. BAS Films Productions Inc was a Filipino company and is the only production company credited on screen but there seems to have been considerable involvement - and probably investment - in this film from Singapore. So I think it’s reasonable to consider this a Singapore/Filipino co-production. Some sources throw Hong Kong into the mix but I think that was just used as a location. It is noticeable that there are 31 credited actors plus another 12 listed separately as ‘in Singapore’ and another five ‘in Hong Kong’.

Chito Guerrero seems to be the only actor (apart from Marrie Lee) in all three Cleopatra Wong films, as well as several other Bobby Suarez pictures. Kerry Chandler and Alex Pecate (who gets an additional credit as ‘action director’) were also in Dynamite Johnson while Johnny Wilson and Danny Rojo (Lady Untouchable, Karate Fighters) were also in Pay or Die. (Wilson was also in Burning Power, Death Raiders and Suicide Force - boy, those Filipinos sure can come up with great titles.)

Also in the cast are George Estregan (legendary horror movie The Killing of Satan), Dante Varona (Cirio Santiago’s Dune Warriors), Philip Gamboa (They Call Him Bruce Lee, Biokids), Joaquin Fajardo (who was in The Omegans with Ingrid Pitt as well as Ninja Kids, Magnum Barracuda and Supermouse and the RoboRats), Joe Cunanan (The Impossible Kid), Clem Parsons (both Bionic Boy movies), Bobbie Greenwood, Jesse Lee, Vic Romero, Steve Havaro, Avel Morado, Bernie Bernado, Tony Castro, Joe Canlas, Mark Sherak, Romy Misa, Robert Mendez, Don Bell, Skip Kriegel, Bill James, Paul Mejares, Buddy Philipps, Robert Mallet, Mike Youngblood and John Stewart. There are also credits for the ‘Thunderboys Stuntmen' and the embarrassingly named ‘PIS Stuntmen’.

Cinematography is shared between David Hung and Eduardo ‘Baby’ Cabrales (on screen) aka Eduardo Cabrales Jr (on the poster) although initial reports credited Hung and Arnold Alvaro, a BAS Films regular who also worked on Balbakwa: The Invisible Man and Blood Ring 1 and 2. First Assistant Director Pepito Diaz went on to be 2nd AD on Platoon(!) and also worked on William Mesa’s sci-fi thriller DNA. The special effects are credited to Apolonio Abadeza whose name seems to have umpteen spellings and who worked on two Antonio Margheriti/David Warbeck films, The Last Hunter and Hunters of the Golden Cobra. There are separate credits for ‘special sets’ (Vicente Bonus, who was production designer on Terror is a Man!) and ‘special props’ (Jesse Sto.Domingo, who worked on Wonder Women and a whole bunch of Cirio Santiago movies).

Back in 1977, when Suarez was selling The Bionic Boy to distributors around the world and preselling They Call Her Cleopatra Wong, his in-development projects included The Crime Busters, The Vengeance of Cleopatra Wong, Daughters of Satan and a Bionic Boy sequel to be called The 12-Million-Dollar Boy (which may or may not have mutated into Dynamite Johnson). The following spring, BAS Films took out a three-page ad in Screen International to promote their wares at Cannes. The page ballyhooing They Call Her Cleopatra Wong played up the sexy aspects: “She purrs like a kitten ... makes love like a siren ... fights like a panther. This side of the Pacific, she is the deadliest, meanest and sexiest secret agent!” This flies somewhat in the face of Suarez’s remarks to the press that his “adventures features are aimed at attracting family audiences and provide ample thrills to entertain both kids and adults.” The quote is more accurate than the poster copy - there’s very little sex or sexiness in Cleopatra Wong, except that Marrie Lee herself is undeniably sexy.

That issue of Screen International also carried a full-page ad for Dynamite Johnson: “Mightier and Stronger than KINGKONG (sic) ... Faster than the SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN... Deadlier than the BIONIC WOMAN ... More powerful than the SUPER-SONIC JET FIGHTER and ATOMIC BATTLESHIP combined!!!” Both posters describe Marrie Lee parenthetically as “Singapore’s handgun and martial arts expert.” Then the third page of the BAS Films ad presents titles and logos of other ‘forthcoming productions’: Super Woman, The Destroyers, Queen Cobra, One-Armed Executioner, Queen Cobra Strikes Again, Computer Boy, The Professional Mercenaries, Computer Boy Part II, Seven Thorns in a Mother’s Heart, The 3 Magnificent Shaolin Disciples and, of course, The Vengeance of Cleopatra Wong.

Keeping track of Bobby Suarez’s films is tricky with little to rely on except Google and the IMDB but his most recent credit as director seems be Obsessed in 1997 (he ostensibly retired in the late 1980s but that doesn't seem to have slowed him down at all). He was co-executive producer on Crying Ladies in 2003 and BAS Films produced Aishite Imasu (Mahal Kita) 1941 the following year. This last feature concerns the plight of a Filipino village under Japanese occupation; it has been shown at several festivals and is well-documented beyond the IMDB.

Googling around I came across Marrie Lee’s own webpage, an interesting (if slightly academic) treatise on Suarez’s work available as a PDF, and a blog by a Filipino critic which includes a lengthy post from Australian cult movies expert Andrew Leavold about his meetings with Filipino cinema legends including Lee and Suarez. The intriguing thing is, Bobby Suarez still has plans to make The Vengeance of Cleopatra Wong (with Marrie Lee in the title role). Whether this will come to anything, I don’t know. I’m not holding my breath. I also found a page which has a poster for a proposed Cleopatra Wong film, co-produced with BAS Films, called The Wandering Samurai.

It is evident that there is a big cult following for Marrie Lee, Bobby Suarez and the Cleopatra Wong films. Who would have thought all this could be found by just buying a tape from Leicester market for a quid?

MJS rating: A-
review originally posted 30th June 2007