Bloodbath

A decrepit little Spanish village is the setting for this terribly overlooked artsploitation gem, wherein a diverse grouping of screwball characters begin to serially meet mysterious and violent ends...among them, a faded Old-Hollywood bombshell, a poetry spouting drug fiend, a stuffy WWll vet and his unstable wife, a couple of muscular gigolos, a bitter, mincing queen, and two waifish young girls.

Prepare yourself for mind bending surrealism, gore murders, cryptoglyphic metaphors, and a standout scene which may be the most politically incorrect in any film made after the Great Depression. Stir in some gay sex and dead animals for good measure, and voilà...an indescribable head-trip that fans of freak cinema won't want to miss. It's surprisingly well mechanized in most technical aspects, and the off-kilter characters are aptly effectuated by an appropriately eccentric cast(Baker, de Santis, and Hopper, most notably).

6/10...recommended.

A bunch of burned-out, washed-up ex-pats live out their existence in a Spanish Coastal town, ignoring the natives and bitterly waiting for better days that never come. The locals practise weird rites and old crones walk the streets. Kids are found drowned or worse. Strange hippies descend on the town to seduce the ex-pats. There's barely and plot and the ending just raises more questions.

Dennis Hopper plays Chicken, a burned out drug addict with the manic personality of Dennis Hopper. Chicken keeps seeing his mother everywhere and has all sorts of crazy crap going on in his head. Carroll Baker plays a washed-up actress whom we first see having a pee into the sea after a drunken night out. She keeps waiting for a call to go back to Hollywood. Some other guy plays an ex-RAF officer waiting out his days getting drunk with his wife. Oh, and then there's the middle-aged gay guy firing out snide remarks left right and centre.

We get to see this lot living some sort of budget-level Fellini type lifestyle almost independent of the locals. The hippies seems to spark of some sort of killing spree by someone, but don't be fooled into thinking you're going to get any resolution from this one because while there are a few bloody murders, we never really get to find out who did them. Or why, for that matter. It's all very arty and surreal.

What makes it watchable is Dennis Hopper being insane and Carroll Baker trying to outdo him by being the same. In fact, I've never seen Baker more animated. She even lets out a blood curdling scream at a dinner table when she isn't the centre of attention. Her character is continually on the move while reminiscing about past times (she even relates an encounter which sounds exactly like something Harvey Weinstein would do!) while getting progressively more drunk and depressed.

What's it all about though? No idea. There's some gory deaths here (including a kid being crushed and a nasty impalement up the jacksy for one character) but...can't help with any explanations.

A junky (Dennis Hopper), a retired Hollywood actress (Carroll Baker) and several other misfits live in a run down Spanish village. Suddenly they begin turning up dead! A strange and violent film, almost like an Italian "giallo" as if it were directed by Andy Warhol! I dug it!

Lovers of gonzo movies must sooner or later stumble across the wild and wonderful career of Dennis Hopper. His most interesting and "out there" period is also his least discussed. The so-called "lost decade" from roughly The Last Movie to Apocalypse Now. During this time he wasn't constantly working but he did make movies like Kid Blue, Tracks, Mad Dog Morgan and The American Friend, all due for reassessment. For my money the great lost Hopper performance can be found in Bloodbath (aka The Sky Is Falling), an obscure but worthwhile Spanish horror film. I use the term "performance" loosely because when watching his demented behaviour here you often get the feeling that much of what's on screen was probably similar to your typical day-in-the-life of Dennis in the Seventies! Hopper as Chicken hallucinates frequently, mumbles, rambles, freaks out, shoots up, makes love, quotes Hassan I Sabbah, and terrorises a poor girl by breaking a raw egg in her face and making her sing "Shortening Bread". Yup, it's that good. There are also some nice supporting roles from the zany ex-pats, especially the lovely Carroll Baker (Hopper's costar in Giant!) as a sad, faded Hollywood beauty queen still waiting for "that call" from the Studio.

A bunch of jaded Anglo-Americans are hanging around a dusty, seaside rural Spanish village for some reason. There is a religious festival going on, but the self-absorbed characters are oblivious (and equally oblivious to the daily tragedies happening around them like a child in a well or a retarded youth being trampled during a parade). Each of these tourists hooks up with a local object of sexual attraction. The washed-up expatriate American glamour actress (well played by washed-up, expatriate American glamour actress Carroll Baker) goes off with a young white "muscle man". Her camp gay friend finds an African-American stud. A British WWII vet ditches his drunken, embittered wife for a young Asian-looking girl. And a junkie played by Dennis Hopper gets together with a young blonde Spanish girl (Inma DeSantis).

This Spanish-Italian co-production could be considered a giallo I guess as the characters all meet their comeuppance in what (sometimes) appears to be foul play, but who is killing them or why is kind of beside the point. It's kind of just instant karma or the "flowers of vice" (as this is called in Spanish) coming to fruit. This movie kind of reminded me of Alberto Cavallone's deranged surrealistic masterpiece "Man, Woman, and Beast" (which was also set during a rural religious festival) or one of those late 60's/early 70's drugged-out "head" movies like Dennis Hopper's own "The Last Movie" where the people behind the camera were no doubt consuming more pharmaceuticals than the people on screen.

Carroll Baker is surprisingly good (even if her role here is obviously not much of a stretch) and Dennis Hopper could always do this kind of stuff pretty well no matter what substance was in his bloodstream. It's also nice to see the ethereally pretty Spanish actress Inma DeSantis, even if she got rewarded for her presence here by getting to do a long, nude sex scene with a VERY sweaty, pre-detox Hopper (who French kisses a cough drop out of her mouth in a scene that is either very erotic or very disgusting, I'm not quite sure). This is a very strange movie, but I actually kinda liked it