Night of
the Bloody
Apes
1969
Night of the
Bloody Apes is
delightfully
horrible. We
got your
masked women
wrestlers and
we got your
mad doctor and
we got your
half man -
half ape and
we got your
women with
clothes taken
off in a
shower or torn
off by the
man-beast. We
got a winner.
Mad doc with
an adult son
suffering from
leukemia
decides the
best way to
treat it is
transplant
surgery. Of a
heart. From a
gorilla. What
the fuck?? I
know surgeons
live by the
credo of
Better Living
Through
Surgery, but
where in the
world did
anyone - the
writer of this
mess, in
particular -
get the idea
that any sort
of surgery
would cure
someone of
leukemia? I
guess if all
you have is a
hammer, the
whole world
looks like a
nail. So the
son gets the
heart with
some real open
heart surgery
spliced in for
good measure
and he turns
into an
ape-man and
chases women
to hump them
and guys to
crush their
heads between
his bare
hands, 'cuz
you know
that's just
what a gorilla
on the town
does with his
time. The good
news is four
women give up
some goodies
in this dreck
of a film. Two
went on to
illustrious,
long careers
in Mexican
cinema - they
are Gina
Morett and
Norma Lazerno
- so this
would be the
south of the
border
equivalent of
a movie with
Judi Dench
taking a
shower or two
or three. The
woman with the
best fame is
unidentified;
she appears to
be the actress
who plays a
masked female
wrestler
(Norma does,
too). And Anna
Levine is
supposed to be
in here
somewhere but
I have no clue
where. Bottom
line: an
unintentionally
hilarious
movie with
some nice
looking women
in some state
of undress,
but if you are
inclined to
own this, be
aware there
are edited
versions out
there with the
gore and the T
and the A
removed.
