a.k.a. Escalofrio; Don't Panic
Add together two couples, two podcasters, one creepy doll, one flaming Jesus portrait, one dead dog, and a pinch of Satan, and what you've got is a not-quite-figurative orgy of horror. Join Richard and I this week for a discussion of Satan's Blood (a.k.a. Escalofrio; Don't Panic; 1978), a Spanish erotic horror movie (with a screenplay by Samuel Beckett or Bertolt Brecht, probably) that unambiguously proves the existence of demonic forces in this world. Or does it simply prove the demonic quality of body butter? I can't recall. In either case, you'd be best served by cutting the cheese, downing your wine, and pig-slurping up the audio entrails we're offering you. Trigger warning: We make tasteless jokes about Spanish nightclub miscarriages and Clint Howard's face, and there's really only one excuse for that: Satan made us do it.
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