Los Vampiros De Coyoácan (1974)

I have to give writer-director Arturo Martinez credit for one thing: he really tried to deviate from the standard formula for luchadore movies. The problem with Los Vampiros is that everything that differs from your normal Mexican wrestling film has been changed for the worse.
So Mil Mascaras and his sidekick Superzan are themselves sidekicks of a certain Dr. Wells, soon-to-be vampire hunter, and don't get a lot to do. Some might say that -given the thespian qualities of masked heroes- this is a change for the better, and the both of them are probably not the best actors in the movie, but at least they seem interested in what they are doing. The rest of the bunch just stands and stares and speaks their dialogue so....ve....r...y......slow......ly I soon started to ask myself if they had been drugged by the evil vampire baron. Which is a nice theory if one ignores the fact that the baron himself is no bloody different.
Worst of all, someone thought it clever to make a luchadore movie without much action, possibly to make the ponderousness of the acting all the more annoying. This is especially shameful since the few action scenes that are there feature quite nice choreography and some prime silliness. It's too sad that you have to wait for the vampiric wrestling dwarfs for almost an hour (or a subjective year).