Everyone loves zombies, especially horror movie producers. That's because every horror movie
producer knows that a zombie (along with vampires) are fairly easy monsters to make real and have a
worldwide appeal. Ecuadorian producers Fernando M. Fernandez and Javier Molina are two producers
who followed that train of thought and made the relatively obscure film I bring to your attention today.
This slow, yet atmospheric ditty is all about a mad scientist with the ridiculous name of Dr. Frosta. He
desperately wants to experiment on freshly dead corpses, but when his request is denied by his horrified
medical colleagues, he resorts to body snatching. He is testing out a new serum to reawaken the dead,
and although it looks like he is failing with every attempt, the swamp behind his shack in the woods is full
of the living dead corpses of his "failed experiments", who do nothing but bleed from their faces and
watch him dump more bodies into their watery grave.
Meanwhile, Dr. Frosta's girlfriend wants to break up and go back to her ex-boyfriend, a fancy pants
singer, but Frosta will not have that. He kills her and experiments on her, but it leads to nothing at all.
Soon the police are searching for the mysterious body thief and one of Frosta's colleagues begs to join
him in his fight to stop death. It turns out that she is working for the police, and the film comes to a fiery
climax as his girlfriend's ex tracks her down to his lair and the police close in on Frosta, who was really
only trying to make the world a better place.
Although caked in eerie atmosphere, this South American film suffers from lazy pacing and a lack of
story to fill in the gaps of time. Frosta's experiments aren't completely explained and he apparently
sucks at what he does because he ends up tossing the bodies in the swamp. But what of the zombies in
the swamp? Are they real? Throughout the whole movie, these creepy bastards just float in the brackish
water, watching. This can't even really consider itself a zombie movie because the so-called zombies just
tread water! No one is likable here and the plot is meaty enough to fill a short film at best. However,
there's a real autopsy on display here, so that's a plus for you gore freaks, although it is a bloodless
one. And as for that swamp, I would change the name if I were Frosta. There were actually no ravens on
display, but there sure were a lot of fucking ugly ass buzzards.
| - Jose Prendes |
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