In Lowell Dean's film, a coterie of luchadores participates in a wrestling tournament that turns occult. Driven by the hopes of protagonist Miss Behave, they are lured to a secluded venue under false pretenses, where sinister rituals unfold amidst vibrant visuals reminiscent of grindhouse cinema. However, despite the film's ambitious style imitating classics and a sense of chaotic energy, it ultimately fails to fully engage the audience, leaning too heavily on playfulness without reaching a satisfying narrative or emotional depth.
Dean pulls out all the retro stops, bathing his extravaganza in lurid giallo hues, cloaking Miss Behave's premonitions in gauzy VHS-vision, and weaving his camera lairily around the ring.
The film is also a bit of a John Carpenter throwback, to the likes of The Thing and Assault on Precinct 13.
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