I saw San­to ver­sus Franken­stein’s Daugh­ter last night as a part of Syn­th­Cleve­land’s Unsi­lent Films series. It was­n’t as bad as I’d heard, and while unbe­liev­ably crum­my, the fact that each new scene was like the begin­ning of a dif­fer­ent porn plot [night in the woods, chained masked guy in a dun­geon, girl locked up in jail with a guard, etc.] and the uber-awe­some wrestling skills of San­to made it worth at least one watch­ing. I could analyse the cul­tur­al aspects of the film [it is very Mex­i­can], but I won’t. Instead I’ll just say that there were a bunch of hot goth girls there.
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