I just spent two nights at the Nilbog Invasion, the tribute to Troll 2 that took place (is still taking place, actually) in the shooting location, Morgan, Utah. You can catch my recaps here and here. (Say — is that something spelled backwards?)
Note: What I wrote isn’t really a review, but if you need more details, you can check out the Unknown Movies’ review.

Ten years into his film career, Santo had already faced off against zombies, witches, mummies, mad scientists, vampires of both the male and female variety, hatchet-wielding ghosts, homicidal table lamps, and Martians. So it was only a matter of time before the denizens of Atlantis got to the front of the queue. When that time came, Santo would also find himself mixing it up onscreen for the first time with one of his greatest adversaries from — and I use the term advisedly — the “real world” of lucha libre. And just who would that adversary be? Well, I could try to be coy about it, but the journalistic specificity of
So someone at England’s Hammer Studios, possibly Anthony Nelson Keys or Michael Carreras, walks up to screenwriter Jimmy Sangster and says to him, “Jimmy, old boy, we want to make a pirate film, and we want you to write it.” Sangster, fresh off the astounding success of his scripts for Hammer’s most famous films — 


Blake Matthews is one of our first (and only) designated groupies, keeping up with just about every venue in which the various Cabalists make themselves known. It is only good form, therefore, to note that Blake has also joined the ranks of the procreative:
The film as a whole is an interesting variation on the spy film that I am used to. I am not prepared to say it’s a bad film, because it has a lot of good elements. By the same time, I can’t call it good, primarily because of it’s excessive length, and it’s attitude towards Pakistan. Sure, in the real world India and Pakistan have their differences, but presenting the conflict as a violent cartoon, and justifying it with some clumsy jingoistic speeches, isn’t the way forward. I think you’ll have to make up your own mind about this curiosity. It’s a strangely affecting film, that lingers in the memory long after you’ve watched it –– well, certain scenes anyway. If you’re a spy fan, there is a lot of ‘classic’ spy imagery. If you’re a Bollywood fan, there’s certainly enough hip shaking and shimmying to please on that level too.