Following La Marca del Muertos we watched Wheels of Fire, a pretty generic Italian post-apocalypse rip-off of Mad Max, of which they made like a million. This one was fine, although really, these things sort of run together. There’s some cars with welded on armor, guns with weirdly lots of ammo, dubbing, still acting, boobs, some rape (I mean, you know, Italy), blah blah. You could do marginally worse, you could do marginally better. It was fine, but I wouldn’t want to watch several of these in a short timespan. If you like this sort of thing, though, more power to you. On a Blu Ray double bill of Raiders of the Lost Sun.
Then 13 O’Clock, an unfortunately boring and confusing episode of the completely unconnected Friday the 13th TV show. This week’s demonic artifact was a pocket watch that could stop time for an hour except for the person holding it. They added a few drawbacks to make it a bit much monty, but presumably it stopped time throughout the universe since astrologers didn’t freak out about the moon and stars changing position. Of course you had to kill someone to charge the thing up, and luckily the cops couldn’t be bothered to investigate all the deaths. I have to say, if you could charge a universal time-stopping device with one human life, that’s one impressive bit of conservation of energy.
Finally, as we had visitor and horror movie scholar Sophie visiting from over the pond, we watched The Manster, which she had never seen. We could really use a top-notch transfer of this, but it remains, of course, cheesy lurid fun with some literally eye-popping nightmare visuals.