Darker Than Night (1975)
Another
day, another horror film revolving around a creepy cat. I don’t know
why but I have been coming across a lot of creepy cats recently. Since I
started this blog less than two months ago, I have watched The Tomb of Ligeia (1964), The Legacy (1978), and now another one: Darker Than Night,
which is my third and final film from the three-film set of Carlos
Enrique Taboada films put out by Vinegar Syndrome under the title Mexican Gothic. Of the other two, I enjoyed one: Poison for the Fairies (1984), and did not really care much for the other: Rapiña (1973), so I went in hoping it would score two out of three.


For some reason, though, it didn’t
quite click with me as much as those credentials suggest it should have.
Maybe it was because it lacked the exploitation excesses of similar
European efforts, maybe it was because the straight-forward ghost story
plot was very leisurely
paced
and offered few surprises—I just don’t know, but those aren’t usually
things that I mind. Maybe it was just my mood when I watched it, or
maybe it was just one spooky cat too many. But I have to say, this
particular cat was a better actor than most—certainly much better that
the cat in The Tomb of Ligeia, which seemed to spend most of its screen time getting thrown at people from off-camera.

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