⭐️⭐️1/2
Sexy lady wrestlers (naturally) Loretta and Golden Ruby have their hands full with Black Dragon (obviously carrying an honorary degree from the Fu Manchu school of villainy) as he and his sisters murder archeologists to get their no-good mitts on an Aztec codex that promises great power. One of the last surviving doctors comes to the wrestling women (who throw on capes after they finish their match, naturally) for help. He dies shortly after, leaving one last doctor with a massive target on his head. Also hanging around is the recently departed doctor’s sexy daughter Charlotte who has sworn revenge (she is immediately kidnapped and brainwashed, naturally). The codex gets divided into three parts amongst the wrestling ladies and the professor’s detective nephew (boyfriend of one of the pointy-bra’d wrestling babes, naturally) to make it more difficult for the evil bastards to put it together and locate the Aztec treasure. This leads to secret messages hidden in sombreros, spy cameras, less than impressive fight choreography, false bookcases, evil clubhouses behind false bookcases and a tag team match between the Judo sisters and the wrestling girls for the last piece of the codex! But that’s not all! You’ve probably noticed I haven’t even mentioned the second part of the film’s title. Well, Aztec treasure is usually protected by the supernatural and a flashback shows us just what paranormal protection has been placed to watch over the treasure. Forbidden love between a princess doomed to die and a witchdoctor who risked it all to save her (he failed, naturally) is the inevitable history and now the witchdoctor, Tezomoc, is cursed to preside over his sacrificed love and the holy breastplate she wears upon her corpse. Our heroes are there to find the treasure and the Black Dragon is following them for his own nefarious reasons. He also thinks the curses and living mummies are all bullshit, that’ll be biting him right on the ass. Tezomoc rises (looking dried out and fantastic,naturally) when the tomb is disturbed and the wrestling women get their hands on the breastplate before getting the hell out of their with the team. Turns out Tezomoc can use his magical powers to transform into a bat (or a tarantula) when he’s not wiping the floor with Black Dragon’s goons… and maybe Black Dragon too? If not, he just vanishes from the film so I’m assuming our dusty boy got his butt. He’s also afraid of the sun, so he’s like a vampire but an especially crumbly one. If you ain’t a fan of armbar-centric wrestling, the opening stretch may be quite the chore because it takes forever to get to the monster shenanigans which are still pretty lethargic when they finally happen. I found the whole thing pretty damn charming but I could definitely see more than a few people dozing off. This was the English dub of René Cordona’s flick put out by that old reliable huckster K. Gordon Murray. At least there’s no American actors there or explain the hell out of everything (Sorry, John Carradine) but there’s also no Asian actors which is… problematic. Thank God they don’t attempt the accents.
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