Santo in the Wax Museum

  • February 8, 2014 / 18:00
  • February 12, 2014 / 19:00

Director: Alfonso Corona Blake, Manuel San Fernando
Cast: Santo, Claudio Brook, Norma Mora
Mexico; 92’, 1963, black and white

Spanish with Turkish subtitles

Santo faces the sinister powers of Dr. Karol, a famed European surgeon who went mad after being imprisoned in a concentration camp, and who now directs the Wax Museum. When beautiful magazine photographer Susana disappears after visiting the museum, Santo will fight to rescue her before Dr. Karol, who “hates beauty”, transforms her into a living wax figure called “the Panther Woman.”

Anonymous Death Threat

Anonymous Death Threat

Santo vs. the She-Wolves

Santo vs. the She-Wolves

Santo and Blue Demon vs. the Monsters

Santo and Blue Demon vs. the Monsters

Santo in the Wax Museum

Santo in the Wax Museum

Santo vs. Blue Demon in Atlantis

Santo vs. Blue Demon in Atlantis

Transition to Sculpture

Transition to Sculpture

If Manolo Valdés’s paintings convey a search for materiality, his sculpture does so even more. Today, sculpture has taken over most of his workspace, his time, and his efforts.

Portrait of Martín Zapater (1797)

Portrait of Martín Zapater (1797)

Martín Zapater y Clavería, born in Zaragoza on November 12th 1747, came from a family of modest merchants and was taken in to live with a well-to-do aunt, Juana Faguás, and her daughter, Joaquina de Alduy. He studied with Goya in the Escuelas Pías school in Zaragoza from 1752 to 1757 and a friendship arose between them which was to last until the death of Zapater in 1803. 

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry <br> Galip Dursun

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry
Galip Dursun

I remembered a game as I was waiting in the passenger lounge for the ferry to arrive just a few minutes ago. A game we used to play at home when I was young, in my country that is very far away from here, a relic from the distant past; I don’t even remember how we used to play it. The kind of game that makes me feel a thousand times lonelier than I already am among the crowd waiting to get on the ferry.