Los Cantabros (1980), Or Togas For Everyone!

My dearest friends, I bid thee well met! It is I, the Duke of DVD, once more grasping your elbow and leading you into the long dark that is MAD cinema! Do not despair, friends! I see you bite your lower lip with fear, your eyes, like pie tins, wide with terror! There there, the Duke is here, ready to brush back the cobwebs of Hollywood tripe, dragging you further into the underbelly of the silver screen, before finally pushing your bloated, sack-like carcass into the unending abyss of cinematic awesome that is Paul Naschy. Your screams already fade away as I turn and notice a shiny object on the ground.

I bend to examine it, using an ancient brush made using the hairs of an unborn mole-rat and the polished femur of an albino baboon for a handle to brush away the outlying dirt. What hidden gem could I have possibly uncovered, brushing carefully away the dust and detritus before finally holding it aloft, like a baby lion cub who would be king? Why, a brilliant Mad Movie Masterpiece by Paul Naschy of course!  LOS CANTABROS!  Thought lost for aeons, this peplum-esque, Roman-filled fun ride should be seen by all, especially those who love Paul as much as we do at MMMMMovies.

Let us begin, shall we?

Before getting to the movie, let me pause for a moment and quickly grab you by the head, holding it in an iron-tight grip while I shove some knowledge down your throats! Don’t bother struggling, it is for your own good! Los Cantabros, or The Cantabrians, were a group of people who lived, in the real world mind you, in the far northern reaches of Spain, from around the 4th century B.C. to the 1st century B.C. They were a fierce people, known for their ability to breed like rats and their preternaturally strong body odour, and when the Roman plan of “Hey, let’s pretty much take over the entire known world!” finally reached northern Spain, the Romans found a people whom they immediately disliked, mainly because they just wouldn’t hurry up and die already.

"Don't make me angry.  You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."

Actually, the Cantabri were used by the Romans and fought in their armies for a good long while before their two-faced, backstabbing ways finally angered Roman Emperor Augustus Caesar enough that he “pacified” the whole region. Even after this, though, the area was still unstable for many years to come, before it was finally given over to self-rule, more or less. This is important knowledge to have, because our movie picks right up with the Augustus Caesar having a discussion with his generals over what to do bout those pesky Cantabrians.

In what instantly became my favorite Naschy reveal moment, one of the Romans nearby, who had before been standing with his back to the meeting, turns around--and it’s fucking Paul Naschy, wearing Roman Centurion armor, complete with a cloak that looks to be made of squirrel hides! Friends, my shriveled heart skipped a beat, I don’t mind telling you! It seems Naschy is Caesar’s war general named Agrippa. Naschy wearing Roman armor had me in a-grippa right away, I tells thee! (See what I did there?)

"Just FYI, I'm not Conan. Nor am I Ricardo Montalban."

Caesar’s main problem with the Cantabrians is that they are lead by a fearless man known as Coracotta (Joaquin Gomez), a Josh Groban lookalike who has a penchant for dressing like Conan and tossing men off cliffs. At Coracotta’s side is his beautiful sister named Elia, as well as an old man I’ll just refer to as Gandalf because I never did catch his real name. He appears to be an old priest for the group. Coracotta’s wife is also around, although she doesn’t do much more than squeeze out babies. We also have the aloof sorceress Selenia, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

Agrippa has figured out why the Cantabrians are so good: they use guerrilla warfare techniques, which the Romans can’t combat in traditional ways. Caesar orders a bounty to be placed on Coracotta’s head, hoping that will work out somehow. Agrippa asks for, and recieves, permission to retrain some Legions into smaller fighting forces that can fight fire with fire, so to speak, and get rid of the Cantabrians.

Gurco's such a size queen.

Agrippa’s first ploy doesn’t work out so well. He sends a fake shipment of coin up through the mountains, hoping the Cantabrians won’t be able to resist. Sure enough, they don’t, and Coracotta’s band of merry men attack--only the Roman soldiers sent with the shipment run off like the cowards they are before the attack happens, leaving only the sergeant and a corpulent, warhammer-swining mercenary guard. The sergeant fights the beautiful Elia, losing rather badly before surrendering. The fat Gurco fights Coracotta himself and loses badly as well, only he ends up joining up with Coracotta, what with him having no real loyalty to Rome at all.

On their way back to camp, Coracotta’s group is stopped by the sexy Selenia, who can see the future or some such. She says to Coracotta that a man has landed near their land whose ships have blood red sails, and that this man will be the toughest shit Coracotta ever faced. Coracotta isn’t concerned and wants to know about his pregnant wife. Selenia says that she will successfully squirt a son out for him.

Meanwhile, back at Agrippa’s camp, we see one of Coracotta’s men, a one-eyed, disfigured lump named Sonanso, betraying the locations of all of the Cantabrian camps, including the whereabouts of Corcotta himself. It seems Sonanso loved Elia (who wouldn’t, GRRRR!) but she didn’t return his love, so he figured he’d impress her by winning a duel; only that earned him the missing eye, so it was pretty much all down hill from there. Now he’s a bitter, ugly man, wanting revenge on Coracotta for some reason, even though everything that happened to him was a direct result of his own actions. But anyway, now Agrippa knows where all the camps are.

"No, wait, my bad--that's just a ferret."

Back at Coracotta’s camp, we get to see how great Naschy is at writing. The fat Gurco has become fast friends with the scrawny Huron, a Kenny G-esque dude who loves eating. A pudgy serving girl comes over to bring the two some meat, and Gurco is smitten instantly, saying, “Look how large and beautiful she is! She must weigh at least 100kg!!” Huron remarks that Gurco should consider losing some weight, since he “flattens horses.” Funny stuff, and I was cheering at Naschy’s writing chops here.

We cut back to Agrippa’s camp, and he’s lamenting that he’s been without a chick for a while. “I miss the caress of a woman,” he says, looking tense and pensive from all the backed-up manbatter. Before long, he hooks up with a slave girl, kissing her feet, and later we see her bathing his in a small tub, doubtless to wash off the sex stank. Agrippa’s plan is working out, thanks to the traitorous Sonanso. We see some Roman soldiers ambush a patrol, which gives us some good sword and shield action, complete with slow motion shots of fighters falling off horses as they get skewered with arrows.

Attackus Leapus

Elsewhere, Coracotta goes to visit the sorceress Selenia, who gives him a potion that causes him to fall into a deep sleep and dream of his worst enemy. In his dream, his worst enemy is a Roman soldier with a skull for a face, only it has human eyes. Pretty damn creepy! As the two fight, the skull face switches for Naschy’s face and back and forth several times. The skull/Apgrippa spectre finally kills Coracotta, who awakes in a sweat. Selenia says, “Now you’ve seen the face of your enemy,” which of course can only mean one thing: Coracotta is He-Man.

The next day, Coracotta’s men stage their own ambush, killing a bunch of Roman soldiers. Alas, poor Huron, who was a lover not a fighter, gets killed in the melee, causing much anguish for poor Gurco. Agrippa is sure he’s been betrayed, and finally figures out that his sex slave betrayed him. He sends her away to be executed. At Huron’s funeral, Selenia shows up and talks with Elia, Coracotta’s sister, and gives her an enchanted Dagger of Roman Slaying +3, and tells her to sneak into Agrippa’s tent then to poke him with the sharp end.

That night, Elia does just that, only Agrippa wakes up at the last second, and an epic battle ensues. The two crash and bust everything in the tent, using various weapons that are conveniently lying about. The highlight of the fight, nay, the entire fucking film, comes when Naschy mounts a wooden table and then executes a fucking LEAP ATTACK right at Elia! I was fully tumescent by this point, folks! Agrippa realizes finally that he can’t win this fight, the beautiful Elia is too much for him. He calls for the guards (who apparently were standing right outside the tent flap the whole time--thanks, guys!). The battle ends abruptly when one of the guards shoots an arrow into Elia’s chest!

"So...once we're done here, who's up for an orgy?"

Agrippa is in love with her, though, naturally, and orders his chief surgeon to save her life. He does, and the two become lovers, for who can resist the sexual prowess of Agrippa? Meanwhile, Agrippa’s men ambush Coracotta and a small group of soldiers, killing most of them and wounding Coracotta in the process. He manages to escape and make it back to camp, where Selenia and Gandalf nurse him back to health.

"Now get me a sammich!"

Elia finally leaves Agrippa’s bed and returns to camp, where she is denounced for a traitor by her brother. Coracotta is ready to kill her himself, but Gandalf stops him, saying that he would no longer be their leader if he spilled one of their own’s blood. Elia, upset, runs off, only to run into the traitor Sonanso, who denounces her in front of a group of angry Cantabrians. He riles them up enough to stone her, which they do, knocking her to the ground. Coracotta comes riding up, though, and denounces Sonanso for a traitor and the murder of his sister Elia, and he grabs Sonanso and tosses him off the cliff-side! Coracotta kneels to check on Elia and it turns out she’s not dead, just injured.

The Vicar, in a drunken rage at one of his bacchanals.

Coracotta decides that the only recourse to ending Roman aggression is to offer his own head to Caesar. He travels to Caesar’s court, where Agrippa and he are discussing things like how best to roger a slave girl. Much to their collective surprise, Coracotta strolls in and offers his own head in exchange for Caesar leaving the Cantabrians the fuck alone. Caesar, humbled by Coracotta’s courage and pride, says he doesn’t want things to end this way, and sends Coracotta back to whence he came, with the added promise that Agrippa will end things honorably.

True fact: from time immemorial, women have been faking orgasms.

So Agrippa heads back to Cantabrian Land and sets up camp, getting ready for a big battle royale no doubt. Selenia, has other plans; she sneaks into his camp, and tells Agrippa to meet Coracotta in a man-on-man grudge match by the sea. Agrippa accepts! The movie culminates in an epic battle for the ages, fought on a sandy beach. Paul looks rakish in his full Roman get-up, sword and shield in hand. Coracotta wields his trusty battle axe and shield like he was born with them in his hands. Back and forth they go, swinging, clanging, and huffing and puffing. Finally Coracotta gets the upper hand, managing to disarm the beaten Agrippa, who begs for death in defeat. Coracotta won’t give it to him, his honor is too high for that. He tells Agrippa to leave and never come back. Agrippa does just that, riding off into the sunset. Fin.

Toga!  Toga!  Toga!

Dearest friends, I do firmly believe that LOS CANTABROS is one of the best Naschy films I’ve seen to date. Of course, they are all fantastic, but LOS CANTABROS stands out with it’s skillful writing, expert direction and pacing, and just overall awesomeness. Naschy has always been a skilled writer, but it really shows here, with grand speeches on honor, cryptic warnings and prophecy by the sorceress, and even lots of humor, especially the back-and-forth that Gurco and Huron have. Paul also managed to extract wonderful performances out of his actors. Enough can’t be said about the action scenes, as well. Not only were they fantastically choreographed, but the use of slow motion was expertly done.

No, but she will moan in the Duke's quarters!

I also thought the sets where well done, if a little on the chintzy side, butthey did great work with what they had. In researching this film, I found out that Joaquin Gomez, who played Coracotta fantastically I thought, had the original idea for the film, and is indeed credited as a writer. Gomez, later known under his pseudonym Dan Berry, went on to star in and direct quite a few movies, usually known for his muscular physique. Both Dan Berry and Paul Naschy were wrestlers before getting into movies, interestingly enough.

"Get ready for The Hurting, son."

To sum it all up, LOS CANTABROS is a fantastic movie, and one that really deserves release outside of Spain. Luckily in this age of Internet granny porn and used-panty vending machines, we can have such things as “fan-translated subtitles,” which is the only way your beloved Duke could understand the movie. Track down a copy, if you can, and enjoy!

Three Thumbs Up

"Et tu, Duke?  Only Three Thumbs?!"

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Hercules in the Haunted World (1961), Or I Need Some Peplum Bismol!

Dearest friends, I bid thee welcome! It is I, the Duke of DVD, once more walking in on you as you step out of the shower, water beading on your supple skin. I shield my eyes and gasp in mock alarm, pretending to look away as I leer at you through my fingers. I smirk as you try to cover your nakedness with a hand-cloth. Fear not! That saucy tattoo of Mother Teresa being buggered by the entire line-up of the 1971 Manchester United football team will go unspoken of henceforth!

Come, join me once again as we walk down Mario Bava Lane. Notice the neatly manicured lawns starting to give way to rusted-fence-lined blackened earth. There, on our right, is the Johnson place, they with their two kids, fancy cars, and popular gatherings. Oh how I hate them! On our left is Old Man Shriveledsack, walking out to get his morning paper. Yes, we see you, no, we won’t wave in return, you scrawny git. Further down the lane we travel, red eyes from unnameable creatures watch us from shadowy thickets. Your hand grasps my arm more tightly. Do not fear! These are pathways I’ve traveled oft of late, and I will see you through it.

We arrive at a mansion seemingly carved of a single stone from the face of a granite mountain. Blackened and twisted, with no line a straight edge, the edifice reeks of madness and despair. Dare we enter? Not without checking the mailbox first! It seems Mr. Bava is a front-runner to win the Publisher’s Clearing House sweepstakes, and has also received a coupon for a free large coffee at Denny’s, the lucky sod! The front door creaks open of its own accord.

Let’s see what’s inside, shall we?

HERCULES! That’s right folks, the son of Zeus himself, oiled up by the gods, ready for action! Some might be surprised that the mad genius that is Mario Bava (along with co-director Franco Prosperi) would turn an eye towards Greek/Roman mythology, but indeed he has! In fact, Hercules in the Haunted World marks Bava’s entry into the world of color filmaking. Bava always paints a beautiful picture with his lens, and this movie is no different. Not only do we get to see fantastic landscapes and frightening widescreen vistas, but we also get Bava’s keen eye for showing well-oiled pectorals.

'Oh Theseus, is that a dagger digging into my hip or are you just glad to see me?"

Hercules, played magnificently by Reg Park, is returning to his homeland of Ecalia along with his best (and in no way gay) friend Theseus (George Ardisson). Having been out adventuring for many years, Hercules is longing to finally settle down with his honey Deianira (Leonora Ruffo) and perhaps live a simpler life. He’s having trouble getting back, however, because Theseus feels it’s his duty to sex-up any wanton maiden he happens across. It’s during one of these romps that our movie opens, with Theseus making out with a saucy farm woman beside a stream. Hercules is cajoling him to hurry things up when suddenly bandits attack!

"Yes, Hercules, your strength is very impressive. Now please untie the boulders from your wang."

Seeing no other recourse, Hercules picks up a wagon the size of a gypsy mansion and throws it at the marauders, finally succeeding in running them off. Little does Hercules know that Lico (the always awesome Christopher Lee), brother of the king of Ecalia, has sent these attackers to dispatch Hercules once and for all. Apparently Lico is also a dullard, to think something such as this would work, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

Hercules finally makes it back home, only to discover that the king has died, leaving his daughter (and Hercules’ love) Deianira the heir to the throne. Lico isn’t much for the line of succession and wants to rule things himself, so he has a curse placed on poor Deianira, one which renders her nearly catatonic and only able to speak in spaced-out sentences. Seriously, it’s like she did 10 hits of LSD followed by some Jello shots.

"Herc, could you please do your butt-clenching exercises somewhere else? Marna there is overcome."

Hercules knows nothing of Lico’s designs and takes his word that something has befallen Deianira that must be cured.  Offering to help, Lico sends Hercules to the Oracle for advice. The Oracle tells Hercules that only Pluto’s Stone, hidden deep within the foul confines of the underworld, can save Deinaira. Not only that, but that the only way Hercules can brave the underworld at all is if he first possesses the fabled Golden Apple.

Hercules likes to give his friends the gift of Surprise Buttsex.

Before they can head out, though, Hercules and Theseus hook up with the bumbling comic relief of Telemachus (played awesomely by Franco Giacobini), who is the current beau of the last saucy beauty  Theseus hooked up with--though Telemachus seems unconcerned with that little tidbit. Telemachus tells them they must get ahold of a magic boat, which happens to be in the posession of this strange, beared man. We aren’t really sure why a magic boat is needed, but I guess if you are going to journey into Hell itself you need something a bit more reliable than Grandpa’s rusty fishing trawler.

"For the last fucking time, I'm not Kevin Nealon!"

After obtaining the boat, the trio finally set off and arrive at the island of mysterious women, the Hesperides. These women, prisoners of the monster Procustes, exist in a sort of permanent night, where they are required to sacrifice unwary travelers to their dark god. They also keep track of the Golden Apple--it’s all a bit complicated. While his two companions sleep on uncomfortable stone slabs, Hercules heads right to the giant tree that houses the Apple. He climbs, far up into the tree, only to be driven back down again by the wrath of the gods, which consists of lightning flashes, blowing wind, and someone just off camera dumping burning paper dangerously near Hercules’s head. Giving up on the climbing plan, Hercules instead takes some leather straps off a horse’s bridle and uses them as a sling for launching a boulder the size of his left testicle up into the tree. As it flies, he asks Zeus to guide it, and sure enough, down falls a limb with the Golden Apple attached. Great success!

Meanwhile, Procustes shows up to kill both Theseus and Telemachus. I have to admit, the costume department did right when it came to making a stone monster suit to represent Procustes. About the only thing wrong with the suit is that it doesn’t allow for any movement other than a slow waddle. Theseus hits it with his sword, which shatters (but later in the movie is mysteriously whole again, hah!). Hercules arrives just in the nick of time, and picks up the seemingly helpless Procustes and tosses him straight through a rock wall, which has the lucky benefit of opening a pathway to the underworld. Score!

With this film, Bava transitions from black & white to crimson & blue

Leaving Telemachus back at the boat with the Golden Apple (which sounds like a recipe for disaster to me, but whatev), Hercules and Theseus head off into Hades to retrieve the Stone of Awesome. Bava’s masterful use of color is in full effect here, folks. Stunning vistas surround the couple at every turn, making Hades look very unwelcome indeed, though beautiful in certain spots. Hades isn’t so much filled with demons and imps as it is a simple obstacle course, filled with burning lava, wafting stenches, and vines that bleed and moan when you cut them. Hercules and Theseus traverse this Hellscape with ease, until they come to a wide canyon filled with lava. Hercules uses some of the aforementioned vines to launch a rock once again, this time forming a rope bridge across the chasm that they two men then use to go across, hand-over-hand.

The Spectacular Stalagmite Sisters lull Hercules to sleepwith their #1 hit, "Fog Machine Boogie in D-flat."

However, halfway across, poor Theseus proves yet again that he isn’t the same manly man that Hercules is when he tires out. Hercules tries to make it back to help, but Theseus falls at the last second, sinking through the lava as Hercules watches on in horror. Herc moves on, knowing he can’t give up yet. Meanwhile, we see that Theseus lives, and is indeed perfectly fine. He wakes up in a mysterious, foggy cavern, and finds a stunning beauty beside him. As with anything bearing a vagina, Theseus falls immediately in love with her, not even bothering to find out who she is, and promises to get her out of Hades safely.

"Come on, Herc, hug it out."

Meanwhile, Hercules arrives at the Stone of Fantastical Things and pulls it free from its prison, burning his hands badly in teh process. But Hercules doesn’t need any ointment, oh no! Nor any elixirs, salves, unguents or poultices. He is a (demi)god among men! Hercules returns to the ship to find Theseus alive and well, much to his joy. Telemachus, who showed inhuman restraint in not eating the Golden Apple while the other guys were away, sets sail for home. During the voyage, Theseus spends an inordinate amount of time below decks, which makes Hercules curious, but not enough to investigate himself. He sends Telemachus instead, who discovers that Theseus has secreted away a chick, attempting to smuggle her out of Hell.

Pluto is pissed at the trespass, and sends a powerful hurricane in an attempt to stop the fleeing thieves. The girl, still nameless, bids Theseus to chunk the Golden Apple overboard in an effort to appease Pluto. Theseus runs topside, grabs the apple before Herc can stop him, and hurls it into the sea. Before Hercules can finish his sentence admonishing Theseus for such a crazy act, the hurricane clears and they are on the shores of Ecalia! It seems this plan worked. Their happiness at arriving home safe is short-lived, however, as they find Ecalia is in near ruins. It seems the wrath of Pluto has shifted to their homeland. Crops are withering, cows are dying, dogs and cats are living together. Just mass hysteria, I’m tellin’ ya!

"Is that a... Procustes turd?"

They all head back to the main castle, where Hercules uses the stone to heal Deianira, and the young beauty that Theseus rescued from Hades reveals herself to him, saying that she’s Persephone, most favored daughter of Pluto*, and that she is the real reason things are in ruins. Pluto is punishing humanity for the theft of his daughter. Theseus vows that he’ll protect her, even up to and including killing Hercules, if it came to that. Bold words, little man! Meanwhile, Lico isn’t in the least happy about Hercules returning to Ecalia. It is revealed that he is in communion with some dark god, who advises him to send Hercules to the Oracles, and so he does.

*Not the way the myth really goes, I know. I guess Bava was using a cut-rate translation of Bullfinch's Mythology.

Hercules decided to give Deianira the Stone of Horniness instead.

While Hercules is away, Lico jumps into action, killing Deianira’s servant girl and kidnapping Deianira herself, taking her into the catacombs below the castle. At the Oracle, Hercules learns the truth about Persephone and that in order to save Ecalia, he must convince Theseus to give up the underworld poon of which he’s grown fond. Hercules arrives back at the castle and has it out with Theseus, who attempts to fight the demigod, even going so far as to cutting Hercules’ arm with a sword, before finally Persephone interrupts the fight by causing Theseus to fall into a deep slumber. She tells Hercules it isn’t right that so many would suffer because of her love for Theseus. She promises now that Deianira is healed she’ll take the Stone of Kickass back to Hades along with herself to assuage Pluto’s wrath.

Altogether Ooky

Hercules realizes that he hasn’t seen Deianira in a while, so he goes looking, only to discover the servant girl dead and Deianira missing. He makes his way down to the catacombs to confront Lico, but finds that Lico has summoned an army of zombies! Folks, I have to tell you, Bava made the most of his shoe-string budget here. The zombies are fucking awesome! They fly through the air, or run on the ground, grasping and clawing at Hercules with their rotted, gray limbs. Hercules fights them off and finds himself in a trap, consisting of two rock walls slowly squeezing shut, with him in the middle. He manages to make it out at the last second, leaving the zombies inside to be crushed.

"Praise be to the gods for Rohypnol!"

He finds himself in a large chamber, where Lico is placing Deianira on an altar to be sacrificed, so that Lico can drink her blood while the moon is just right in order to obtain True Ultimate Power. Hercules runs up the slope to the altar, and begins tossing Lico around like a deranged bear trying to get at a Little Person's sweetbreads. Hercules picks up a nearby stone column and crushes Lico to death with it. At about that time, the zombies free themselves of the garbage compactor trap and begin assaulting the hill in wave after wave of zombie attacks. Hercules fends all of these off, tossing stone pillar after stone pillar at the zombies until they are all dead. Finally, the moon passes out of its critical phase, causing the pretty-much-dead-already Lico to burst into flame!

Hercules wields Procustes' cock as a weapon, with awesome results.

Bava then cuts to the seashore, where a newly-bedecked-in-snazzy-white Hercules pulls up in a chariot, along with the beautiful Deianira. Telemachus rides up on a horse, with the saucy brunette, claiming that she’s finally agreed to marry him! Before Telemachus can even begin to day-dream about the consummation of said union, Theseus runs up, telling everyone that he just had the most vivid dream in which he loved a beautiful woman and... Theseus sees the chick. He jerks her off the horse and they run laughing down the beach while a bewildered but not really mad Telemachus falls into the surf. Hercules and Deianira share a laugh. Fin.

Dearest friends, I submit to you that this is the pinnacle of Hercules movies. And I’m not just saying that because it had Bava’s masterful hand at work... ok, well, yes I am saying it for that reason, but it’s not the only one, no! Reg Park makes a fantastic Hercules (he played him in 4 films, including this one). His pecs appear to be sentient, and his beard could easily flay the paint off a battleship. The man is pure testosterone, and he plays Hercules fantastically, with a glint in his eye and a spring to his step. Christopher Lee is fantastic as always as the evil Lico. It’s said that a different actor dubbed Lee’s voice for the movie, which is sad (what, it wasn't sonorous and eeevil enough?), but it doesn’t detract from his brilliant portrayal.

"God, how I love you, Eddie Rabbit."

Once again, Bava was on a budget set ludicrously low, but this is how the Master thrives. I’m afraid given too much money Bava would have been not as cavalier about taking chances or setting up shots as he does in most all his films. His use of color and frame are unparalleled, and this movie brings those traits to life perfectly. Sure, the movie isn’t perfect by any stretch, but it’s exciting, good to look at, and even freaky (flying zombies, yeesh!). There are probably hundreds of movies in this genre (“Sword & Sandals” for the peasants, “peplum” for the in-crowd), but to me this one stands out as worth watching over most others.

Two Thumbs Up.

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