The year is 1966 - the country is Brazil - and the man Jose Mojica, aka Coffin Joe releases one of the most mind blowing films in world cinema. The sequel to At Midnight I Will Steal Your Soul - the otherworldly Tonight I Will Possess Your Corpse. To the initiated I challenge you to come up with a more avant garde, more insane, more cutting edge title sequence. What planet is this guy from?! That title sequence should be permanently playing at MOMA - a barrage of unimaginable black and white images of sheer chaos backed by a hallucinatory whirl of sonic chaos. It seems fresher than the majority of cinema since - the world of film has yet to catch up to this madman.

Mojica's Coffin Joe is a real piece of work - black hat and cape, long talon like fingernails and a real nasty disposition. This fella HATES religion - so much so that if you begin rambling on about the lord to old Coffin veins start popping in his eyeballs and your sure to get an an old fashion ass whuppin! Mr. Joe is desperate for a son (so much so he kills his sterile wife in the first flick) and he has some strange ideas about a perfect mate. Mr. Joe and his hunchbacked servant kidnap sexy local gals and put them through a series of tests to find the perfect - fearless and amoral - gal to sire his boy.

While the bevy of sexy gals sleep in their peek-a-boo nightgowns our pal Coffin unleashes hundreds of big hairy spiders into their sleeping chambers! Ugh! One lone girl shows no fear and is chosen for some love making - Coffin Joe style! In an incredibly uneasy scene Joe gets down to business with his new girl while they watch and listen to the death throes of the remaining girls being slaughtered by snakes in a pit in his bedroom! This here has to be seen to be believed!

By the way all this nonsense happens in the first half of the film! I'm not even going to get into Coffin Joe's nightmare visit to hell where the film switches to color! All the Clive Barker fans who relish the finale of Lord of Illusions be warned - those bastards ripped off my man Coffin Joe! Part exploitation, part sexploitation, part Avant Garde art film, part Bunuel, part Browning - how this was made in mid 60's Brazil is baffling - one of the treasures of cult cinema.