Caltiki — The Immortal Monster (1959) You know what’s in store for you when neither director wants his name on the movie. Often dismissed as an imitation of Quartermass Xperiment, this collaboration between Ricardo Feda, for the formal dialogue scenes, and Mario Bava, for the special effects, exploits Aztec mystique from an ancient Mexican text. An archeological dig in a Mayan tomb sets loose a primordial ooze that devours everyone its path.
No matter how crude or lewd,
This slime cannot be stopped,
Lapping its well-oiled tongue
Around credulous reality.
Oh that pasty worm!
Tripe, bone and possibly peanut butter
Ooze open fluid petals
Of a dissatisfied bride.
Gay Pearl dances a sexy ritual
Before Pre-Columbian coins.
An enormous cobra head rears back.
A Mayan divinity, Caltiki.
The slime knows where to grab
Women and how to penetrate
Hearth and home, with s stink
No fumigation can ever eradicate.
Now everyone wants to be mummified –
A film within a film within a film
Hanging like a footnote to history,
One gnarled stump for a hand.
Hounded through the land, half-zombie,
He rallies at the monuments he wants
To buy with all his money,
And deface for grandstanding.
Mayan pyramids, bottled up,
Spew masses of immigrants.
Fake tanks blast into the muck
That slogs out catchy tweets.
This was supposed to be a second honeymoon.
[Disposable Poem August 19, 2017]