Los campeones justicieros

There is hardly a slow moment in this remarkable film, with one darned thing after another the whole time. From the obligatory wrestling match at the start it's all action with a little man in scarlet tights and cape unfolding his portable radio into a machine gun, and blasting away at the ring. A mad scientist's army of masked Midget Wrestlers kidnaps contestants in the Miss Mexico contest to be frozen and shipped off in crates. The little men are put under a sort of compression dome and given electric bracelets, making them unusually strong and able to wail the tar out of the Champions of Justice. The villains' car is equipped with machine guns in front and oil slicks in back, sending Mil Mascaras on his motorcycle over a cliff to dangle for his life. Blue Demon plunges out of an airplane with its pilot and rides the parachute to the ground, there is an exploding boat and spear-gun wielding frogmen. And that ain't the half of it. It's certainly the best, and probably the best budgeted, Masked Wrestler movie I have seen yet, and one that didn't require me to fast forward through long minutes of tedious explanation or flat and uninspired fight scenes. If you see only one Mexican Wrestler movie in your entire life, make it this one.