Mondo Macabro: The Power of Darkness (1976) - Reviewed

Images courtesy of Mondo Macabro

Ernesto Sabato was one of Argentina’s most celebrated novelists, winning some of the top prizes in Hispanic literature as well as amassing huge influence within Latin America.  Publishing three novels between 1948 and 1974, it was his second 1961 text On Heroes and Tombs which is not only widely regarded as the author’s masterpiece but in 1976 one of the key chapters Report on the Blind was made into a film by his son Mario Sabato renamed The Power of Darkness.  While the novel was a nebulous meditative opus on life in Argentina, The Power of Darkness takes on the form of a paranoid mystery horror thriller about an ex-wealthy man who grows suspicious he is being hunted down by a cult comprised of blind people.  

Allegorical for the Argentinian dictatorship, the Spanish film makes its English language subtitled debut via longstanding cult boutique label Mondo Macabro in a newly restored special edition.  Although some of its signposts of State terrorism might not come through as loud and clear to Western viewers, as an atmospheric sensory horror comprised of foggy alleyways, dark tunnels and the ticking of white canes on floors and concrete pavements, the dread it manages to evoke is unmissable.
 
Fernando Vidal (Sergio Renan) formerly a well to do child of privilege now living in a squalid single apartment in Buenos Aires is on his way home when a man claiming to be a childhood friend runs into him.  Fernando denies knowing him but he returns to his apartment claiming when they were kids they used to pass their time pecking the eyes out of birds just to see how they’d fly blind.  Moreover, as punishment for their childhood cruelties, the man believes there is a secret cabal of blind people who are plotting against ordinary society.  

Initially like anyone else, Fernando brushes it off as insanity but over time begins seeing blind characters everywhere throughout the city seemingly following him down subways and basements too.  Deciding to report an account of some sort, eventually taking the story to a friend working in chemistry, Fernando becomes convinced this cult is going around trying to recruit blind people as followers while those close to him say he’s going mad.  When his own friend goes blind following a lab accident, it propels Fernando dark an increasingly dark path of madness including ending up in a deserted, ethereal part of the city that becomes almost like a Bavaesque gothic horror phantasm.

 
A trenchant political allegory wrapped up within a psychodrama, a singular descent into madness via a picturesque cityscape ala Luigi Bazzoni’s Footprints, a surrealist dreamlike mood piece that seems to forecast the subterranean dread captured in Jacob’s Ladder, The Power of Darkness is like a slowly unfurling Venus flytrap.  Dark and foreboding, often dimly lit with some sequences difficult to decipher almost like we ourselves are losing our sense of sight, the film is an atmospheric mixture of low light levels lensed in 1.85:1 by Leonardo Rodriguez Soli beset by an unsettling soundscape subtly rendered by Victor Proncet.


The lead performer Segio Renan as the former dandy turned bum sojourning throughout the city is quite good and somehow manages to convey unease at the prospect of laying with a blind prostitute in one of the film’s more acerbic moments.  The supporting ensemble cast is also quite good though the most omniscient supporting character is the city itself lurking with nameless blind figures that are either real or imaginary as the film refuses to tell and only doubles down on murkiness. 

 
Released in 1976, despite the pedigree of the piece including winning the award for Best Film at the 1982 International Fantasy Film Award Fantasporto and the closeness with which its director’s relations with the legendary author lie The Power of Darkness was lost to time for awhile.  Thankfully however it has been unearthed and carefully restored from the original camera negative and the image though largely dark to its roots is clean and filmic.  In terms of extras, there’s a video short and exclusive artwork for those who purchased the limited red case edition from Mondo Macabro.  


To be frank, going into this given the boutique label’s affinity for the work of Paul Naschy and sometimes disregard for optimal picture quality, I was leery about this Spanish horror yarn.  Thankfully however it turned out to be a surrealist horror winner, like if you paired up the aforementioned Footprints director Luigi Bazzoni, Michelangelo Antonioni and Alain Resnais to concoct a most unusual Spanish horror which is ripe for revival as an undiscovered classic.

--Andrew Kotwicki