Lee Eisenberg The most famous of the 1950s/1960s horror flicks came from the US, but Mexico also made a number of them. One example is "El grito de la muerte" ("The Living Coffin" in English). Fernando Méndez's movie has the feeling of the average Vincent Price movie while incorporating the story of La Llorona (the weeping woman). Like the average Vincent Price movie, "The Living Coffin" makes no pretense about what kind of a movie it is. It looks like the sort of movie that they probably had fun making. I suspect that many people in Mexico likely think that the makers tried too hard to make the sort of movie that the United States would have made - as opposed to a movie focusing on issues affecting most Mexicans - but isn't it OK to occasionally make a movie whose sole purpose is to entertain? All in all, a fun movie.

Scarecrow-88 The remaining few citizens of a sleepy Mexican hacienda fear the restless spirit of a woman who lost her children in quicksand. A knife is buried in a grandfather clock's face at the direct moment this woman died. To keep her from returning to plague the town even more, the knife remains until the niece, María(María Duval) of the dead woman's sister, Aunt Doña María(Hortensia Santoveña) plucks it out releasing possible terror on them all. María's intentions were to free her very superstitious, guilt-stricken aunt(..she blames herself for allowing her sister's children to play outside where they fell into the quicksand while her back was turned)of the anguish grieving her. A marshal(Gastón Santos) and his sleepy deputy, Coyote Loco(Pedro de Aguillón)happen to seek info on a small statue made by the woman whose death still culminates, like a thundercloud, on the township. What they encounter is murders to the hacienda's emotionally wounded alcoholic doctor(Antonio Raxel)who was still saddened by the loss of the weeping woman for whom he was to marry and Doña María, by a mysterious woman, with a ghastly complexion and sharpened claws which rip the faces of those she strangles, who removed herself from a tomb once María pulled the knife from the clock. But, our marshal believes that, in fact, there are mortals behind the murders and will stop at nothing to diminish the gloomy atmosphere of a hacienda riddled with fear, bringing a murderer to justice. We see towards the opening of the film that someone, in the bushes, shot Doña María's hired help in the back near the swamp where the quicksand is located and perhaps the restless spirit of the weeping woman wanders still mourning the loss of her children.Being a Casa Negra release, I was anticipating a Gothic western with supernatural overtones. Instead, director Fernando Méndez's film plays more like a western serial with shoot-outs, a bar fight, and even horse tricks(..like one scene where the marshal's rescued from the quicksand thanks to his horse bringing rope to his aid;the horse also makes discoveries which assist it's master). Despite the appearances of a Gothic terror tale regarding a ghost haunting the inhabitants of a once thriving community, it's instead a western where the marshal, pretty much a cowboy sleuth with Alan Ladd matinée idol looks, cracks down on corruption regarding the ownership of the hacienda and a mine containing gold. There's a reason why he's interested in finding out more about the stone statue, depicting a weeping female, carved out of gold. Pedro de Aguillón, as the marshal's sidekick always looking for a bed to sleep on, is a bumbling clown, used for comedy relief as the film builds to the climax. "The Living Coffin", in my mind(..and to other Casa Negra fans it seems), is a second tier release next to the upper echelon of films such as "Black Pit of Dr. M", "Curse of the Crying Woman" & "The Witch's Mirror", but I still recommend it. The fisticuffs are a bit flawed, but the film has it's moments such as when the murderess attacks her victims, and there are some neat little secret passageways and red herrings to keep mystery fans interested. I can't help feeling a bit disappointed that "The Living Coffin" doesn't pursue the supernatural elements, because the Weeping Woman myth sure excited me a bit. And, the idea that a restless spirit, which carries the appearance of an insane witch, is killing folks in a hacienda sure seems like a "can't miss". The short length is a blessing in disguise, though, and the film doesn't outstay it's welcome.I would just suggest to Gothic horror fans hoping for another "Black Pit" from director Mendez, to keep their expectations low. He was aiming for the western/mystery crowd with this one.

ferbs54 "The Living Coffin" (1958) is, I would imagine, a fine example of that most curious of subgenres: the Mexican cowboy/horror movie. Reuniting director Fernando Mendez, actor Gaston Santos and cinematographer Victor Herrera after that same year's "The Black Pit of Dr. M," the film is, I regret to say, a far lesser achievement. Whereas "Dr. M" is a beautifully shot B&W masterpiece, this picture is--though surprisingly filmed in color--a much more pedestrian affair. In it, lawman Gaston, his bumbling compadre Coyote Loco, and Rayito, the smartest horse you'll ever encounter this side of Trigger, Silver and Mr. Ed, come to the aid of a hacienda in which corpses are being stolen from their tomb and the legendary Crying Woman is heard to wail at night. What horror elements there are chiefly consist of eerie close-ups of the Crying Woman's attractive but corroded face as she flits through the darkened corridors, but the picture also features a nifty bar fight, a good quicksand sequence, a few shoot-outs and some lame comedy (but certainly not enough to torpedo the film). Santos himself, sans mustache and in color, is practically unrecognizable from the role he essayed in "Dr. M," and Herrera's talents are much more obvious in that earlier picture. Still, "The Living Coffin" makes for a reasonably entertaining 70 minutes, and might even be appropriate to watch with the kiddies, especially when the film's "Scooby Doo" aspects come into play. However, viewers interested in seeing a real Mexican masterpiece dealing with the Crying Woman of legend should check out 1963's, uh, "The Curse of the Crying Woman," a film that I just love. And oh...this Casa Negra DVD looks just fine, as always, but what's the deal with the microprint on the essay extras? You'll need one of those 102" TV screens to read these, I'm afraid!

Michael_Elliott Living Coffin, The (1959) ** (out of 4) Mexican film that mixes the Western and Horror genres while at the same time connects the main villain to The Crying Woman character of various other Mexican films. Two cowboys show up to help some ranchers rid their curse, which appears to be the work of the ghost The Crying Woman. I was shocked to see how fast this 71-minute film flew by. A lot of these Mexican movies move rather slowly but that wasn't the case here. The look of The Crying Woman is very cheap but effective and the performances aren't as bad as you'd think and in fact they manage to be pretty good. The horror elements work very nicely but the Western stuff never really takes off too well. The ending is also a major disappointment and comes over very badly but overall this isn't too bad of a film but I'd recommend starting with a different Mexican film. Original title: Grito de la muerte, El.