The Mummies of Guanajuato [Las Momias de Guanajuato] (1972)
Starring Blue Demon, Mil Máscaras, Santo, Elsa Cárdenas, Julio Cesar, Patricia Ferrer, Manuel Leal, Jorge Pinguino, Juan Gallardo
Directed By Federico Curiel
This is it. The Mummies of Gunajuato is famous in lucha circles for not only being the highest grossing Mexican wrestling film of all time, but it also holds the honored distinction of being the first, and only film to ever feature the Big Three together at last, duking it out on the silver screen. Blue Demon, Mil Máscaras and the legendary Santo team up to bring down a city full of invincible mummies in what is one of the most entertaining films of the genre, despite its somewhat misleading nature.
You see, this was essentially a vehicle for Blue Demon and relative newcomer Mil Máscaras. The lucha film industry was in a funk, and in a last minute decision, Santo was brought aboard to catapult this awesome little lucha film into guaranteed blockbuster status. The great thing about this movie is that all of those last-minute backdoor business decisions actually carry over to the film itself. While Blue Demon and Mil Máscaras have been struggling for the entire movie with the mummy horde, Santo casually shows up in the last fifteen minutes or so and dispatches them all with relative ease. The film even toys with Santo’s esteemed reputation in a hilarious, self-referencing manner when halfway through the film Mil Máscaras casually suggests that the two bring Santo into the fold for help, to which Blue Demon instantly brushes aside.
Blue Demon and Mil Máscaras are in town beating the piss out of a couple of twins who look near identical to Renato the Hippie of Santo and Blue Demon vs. Dracula and the Wolf Man fame. In an unexpectedly fantastic fight, our two enmascarados give the dirty hippies a simply brutal ass-handing which features plenty of high-flying acrobatics, handstands, and soaring scissor locks. Penguin visits the two wrestlers after the fight, warning them that Satan the mummy has returned to life, to which the wrestlers dismiss as nothing more than the incoherent ramblings of a drunken midget.
Coincidentally, the police receive an anonymous letter that evening telling them where they could catch the murderer. They show up to the scene, on cue, just as the fake Blue Demon is seen strangling some random stranger to death. Now the police and the mummies want our heroes dead. Even worse, while they are en route to the cemetery Blue Demon’s son is kidnapped along with Mil Máscaras’ girlfriend. With a situation this dire, the only thing that could save them is a hackneyed cliché of mammoth proportions.
Honestly. It’s too easy to be critical here. I choose to take a different approach and commend this audacious disregard of audience intelligence. It takes balls for a director to slap this finale onto the end of the film without once batting an eye. In a strange way it works, fitting perfectly alongside the breezy, ham-fisted, comic-book nature of the film. And in the end…who gives a shit? It’s fun.