Not sure if this one's in print or not. Picked this one up in VHS form at the flea market. Rosa Gloria Chagoyan is teacher in this one who has a relative or loved one (not sure; don't understand Spanish so well) murdered by leather-jacketed 80's drug dealing punks. Anyhow this one really picks up when Rosa becomes a motorcycle riding, machine gun toting vigilante. I noted a little similarity between this movie and the U.S. movie Cyclone with Heather Thomas on a motorcycle of vengeance. Both came out about the same year; not sure if one influenced the other or not. Plenty of action in this one for sure, though Rosa's escaping gunfire out in the open on her motorcycle more than once is not totally believable. Rosa Gloria Changoyan is a striking lady and looks convincing enough on the bike. Odd is her relationship with dwarf sidekick. Living together? Friends? Once again a language problem. Her triumphant smile at the end is great. I see La Guerrera Vengadora II exists. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to come across it.
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mcdamsten7 September 2005
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woodsie-43 July 2009This film has practically no objective redeeming qualities. The acting is just appalling, the camera-work jerky, the plot is bonkers, the dialogue disastrous (and seemingly ad-libbed in places), the whole thing has turkey written all over it. And yet it has one quality in spades, and that's entertainment. Relentlessly and joyously, this film revels in the glory of cinema as escapist entertainment. This isn't art, there's no message or lesson or purpose here. Just sit back, relax, and luxuriate in the warm glow of cinema's bottommost circle of hell - and as anyone worth knowing will tell you, heaven is for boring squares, hell is where the fun is to be had.
So what does this film deliver? It's got a pneumatically-breasted heroine (Lola la trailera turned motociclista) that dodges more bullets, missiles, flame throwers and poison gas grenades than Rambo managed in a lifetime, all the time with a killer "big hair" arrangement that wouldn't shame an electrocuted lion. Gasp as she shoots 15 bank robbers dead with one sweep of her Uzi, splutter as she leaps her 150cc motorbike (with pillion passenger on board!) over a 300m wide canyon without even the pretence to have ridden up a ramp on the take off side. Really. Thats it, her road runs out, she approaches the canyon, then a shot of her in the air and then she's on the other side. At least they could have left a "convenient" trailer being unloaded that could act as a ramp, or a half fallen down bridge or something, but nope, apparently you just drive off the edge and then land on the other side.
And that's what I love about this film, it just demands that you accept its universe, lock stock and barrel. No excuses, no pretence, no fudging the issue, they present it how they want to and you just have to accept it. Before I gave an example, but the whole film is shot through with such barnstorming nonsense. For example, she's a teacher, so one of her pupils asks her for help with family troubles. Next minute the pupil has moved into our heroines flat, and a few minutes after that (literally) has been brutally murdered in a case of mistaken identity. As for the assassin, his facial expressions are meant to signify some sort of dehumanised maniacal brutality, but he just ends up looking badly constipated. But there's no time to laugh, as the action is too thick and fast. Well, there is time to laugh at the dwarf. for some reason, our heroine lives with a dwarf-sidekick. I swear Mike Myers must've seen this flick when he came up with the concept of MiniMe. Except our dwarf is soooo much better. Too many highlights to mention them all, but the best by far was the plan to spring a jailbreak. So the dwarf hides below one of those silver platter covers so beloved of the top restaurants, the ones that are removed with a flourish at he presentation of a dish, and smuggles himself into the cell disguised as the inmates dinner. Which is fine, but the problem is that the dwarf is still about 4 foot tall. But in this films twisted universe, that's no problem, because of course the inmates get served with four foot long meals covered in elegant serving platters nearly every day, no need for the guards to get suspicious. Even when the cover starts moving and the dwarf's hand is clearly visible poking out from under the side. Just keep 'em rolling, boys, keep 'em rolling.
Look, do yourself a favour, and just rent this film, if you can find it. It's seriously good. You've never seen action done like this. I love this film to bits, even my wife, who detests rubbish Mexican films, was enthralled, and she *really really* didn't want to like it. Helicopter chases, motorbikes, bloody murders, manic sadist assassins, dwarf sidekicks, cod bullfights, flamethrowers, explosive-tipped arrows, this film has it all and carries it off with utter aplomb.