(2006) dir. John Stockwell
Gotta love a film titled like a Spanish term for diarrhea.
Yet another new sub-genre arises from the horror realm. Target audience: backpackers in second or third-world countries, getting caught up in butchery. You know, American, English, Australian (whitey-white) tourists (preferably with Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue-clad bodies) are perfect fodder for poor, desperate, ruthless people of foreign countries. And you know that the American government advises warnings about traveling! Hey, if you haven’t seen Eli Roth’s Hostel (2005) or its sequel, then maybe you don’t know what I am talking about.
This time, we have a bunch of sexy travelers in Brazil and instead of butchery for pleasure (as in Hostel), we have butchery for organ mining. Kidneys, livers, hearts. And there is this attempt at social commentary, in that the killer doctor is targeting foreigners for some sort of justice in the exploitation of his country and its people. Of course, he’s evil. The other natives, his zombie-like minions, are simply working for money. And the film has to show that Brazil is not just populated by heartless villains. There are good guys, too.
Ultimately, it’s pretty fucking predictable. You can figure out who’s gonna get it and the order in which they will get it as typical of these types of films.
The depiction of Brazil is pretty negative. The only thing that I’ve seen that was worse was The Simpsons episode in which they went to Rio. The Brazilian government even protested that.
So why did I rent this? I have been on a dirge of bad movies, preferably bad “horror” movies. It’s something I have to go through from time to time. It’s not over yet. I still have a couple lined up.