Santo vs. the Martian Invasion

Martians in togas land on Earth and demand its surrender, and only El Santo, in his silver mask, stands in their way, between wrestling matches. The aliens have ray guns and a spaceship, Santo has piledrivers and unshakeable moral authority, and the film treats the collision with total sincerity.

It is cheap, absurd and endearing, the wrestling-hero formula stretched to include a full-blown alien invasion. The sight of Santo grappling caped Martians is exactly as ridiculous and delightful as it sounds.

Pure lucha-libre pulp, committed to its own nonsense.