Day Four - The Haunted World of El Superbeasto

    I was never a fan of Rob Zombie's music, but I have been an enthusiastic champion of his film work even when it has been less than ideal. House of 1000 Corpses was a flawed but fun mash-up of influences that left many cold. I defended House and eagerly awaited his next effort. The wait was worth it. In 2005 Zombie unspooled The Devil's Rejects, a sequel to House that stands on its own as the film that most captures the mood of seventies midnight movies. It was profane, scary, gory, disgusting, and joyously so. The potential for greatness glimpsed in Rejects even carried over into the first half of his Halloween reboot. Hell, I even enjoyed the last half, and the sequel, so as you can see I give the man a lot of leeway. Unfortunately, my good will doesn't extend to his unfunny, b-movie cameo packed, animated comedy The Haunted World of El Superbeasto. Superbeasto is a horny celebrity mexican wrestler out to rescue a stripper he wants to fuck who has been captured by the evil Dr. Satan (Paul Giamatti). Aside from a few funny songs describing the action on screen concerning zombie nazis, this film falls devastatingly flat. 
    I really wanted to like this movie as I'm a big fan of many of the stars, and I'm excited to see anything Zombie directs, but this really just boils down to a bunch of nudity and fuck jokes that may excite some twelve year-old boys, but beyond that the appeal is limited. I chuckled to myself at the appearance of the Rejects and the country duo from that film Banjo and Sullivan, but that was merely out of recognition. There's hardly any wit or imagination at work here. I'm disappointed, but am still looking forward to Zombie's next work. I'm pretty hard to shake as a fan.