Monster of the Day #3304

Sorry to go OT so soon, but YouTube has decided to remove the “Disklike” count from all their videos. You can still dislike a video, but the only count that shows up is “Likes”.

Well, why not just remove the option to vote entirely? After all, it’s not fair that some videos get liked and others do not. Until YouTube can achieve complete “Like” equity for all videos, then America is irredeemably bad in all the usual listed ways.

He look like Jack Nicholson

Here’s the rundown on the plot.

The protagonist is a priest who runs some sort of tour through Mexico for some of the most irritating humans in the region. Included in this particular tour (unbeknownst to him at first) are the ex-nun he had an affair with and the bratty kid that was the end result of that affair. Five minutes with the kid and you wanna strangle him, but the film for some reason thinks you don’t want him to die.

Anyway, after some adventures heading down the tour arrives at a hotel where some, but not all, of the irritating characters die wonderfully painful deaths, some of which involve the living dead, others, eh, not so much. The priest runs a foul of an Eeevil Cult Priest, who through the ever-sure means of neked chick has our hero possessed by the spirit of evil. After doing a bit of slaying himself, the demonic padre kidnaps his son to sacrifice the creep to an elder God. Ending the world as we know it, and all that,.

The tour survivors (including the ex-nun) decide to go after father and son, and after some supernatural shenanigans they arrive at the Aztec Temple of Watered Down Doom. There they compete in an ancient Aztec ball game for the fate of life, the universe and everything. Not sure who wins, but the net result has the Eeevil Cult Priest and one of the survivors turning in monsters. The one pictured above is the survivor, and I think he’s supposed to be Quetzacoatl, but don’t hold me to that.

Anyways, the priest is saved by the Power of Love expressed by his son, who up to this point hasn’t expressed much more than complete and utter contempt for the man. The baddies are slain, the hotel the tour was staying at apparently never existed at all, and ex priest, ex nun, and still obnoxious but in a new way brat wander off to their not quite deserved happy ending.

Oh, and the Dead? Never. Ever. Laugh.

This sucker is so very, very frustrating, because it’s almost a good… well… a movie. It holds together much better than, say, Winterbeast, but the acting is just no good at all. I didn’t hate it; might have enjoyed it at the time in fact. I just won’t ever see it again.

Probably.

I’ve said such things before. Then gone out and bought a copy. (Hello Cathy’s Curse. Blu Ray. Director’s Cut.)

There’s nothing you could do or say to that person that is worse than that person being himself. Cage having more acting talent than Lee. Poppycock.

What he said. Kudos, Cullen, for all of that.

I also have that Cathy’s Curse Blu Ray. I keep buying stuff like that. Ken’s Curse, you might call it.

Thanks Ken, ‘modern’ is a more polite term for Cage’s acting ‘style’ than I think I’d have used.

I don’t really dislike Cage, he’s fun even at his worst. But Lee had more talent in a fingernail clipping than Cage in his entire family tree.

Although if Cage is playing Renfield that could be a lot of fun!