666: Beware The End Is At Hand
Nigeria 2007 colour
Fullscreen, in English (sort of...)
Director Ugo Ugbor
Cast Emeka Ani, Kenneth Okonkwo, Clem Ohameze, Fred Arico
"Hooray for Nollywood...." That's Nollywood, as in Nigeria, one of the fastest-growing film cultures in the world, with the majority of their features shot on video, edited on PCs, burnt onto disc, and distributed to the four corners of the world. More than a few of Nigeria's films have a religious theme, reflecting their fundamentalist Christian persuasion, but no more so than a howling-at-the-moon Godsploitation horror film called 666: Beware The End Is At Hand (2007).
The film pitches our hero Pastor Lazarus into the End Times, in which the
Satan certainly chews up the film's meagre running time with his insane rambling monologues about how he'll "reign supremm", but it's Pastor Lazarus on his personal crusade against the Satanic hordes who's the real screen hog, sermonizin' and evangelizin', and singing and dancing his way through Nigeria's poorest neighbourhoods screaming "Beliff!", no doubt at the producer's insistence (who, the credits proudly proclaim, is ALSO a real-life pastor). After a particularly evil-looking baby is born with horns and forehead tattoo, the film propels us 8 years into the future so that the still-crusading Pastor can go head-to-toe with the spawn of Satan himself, a psychopathic Webster in a David Beckham shirt. But don't think you'll get closure in this ultimate showdown between Good and Evil. The prolific Nollywood has already made the sequel, 666 2: The End Is Nearer, But Still At Hand (also on the disc).
Nigerian Christianity is of a peculiar evangelical, charismatic kind that features magic spells, miracles and curses and demon children, and they're all on display along with some of the most outrageous home-grown horrorshow moments to EVER grace a religious exploitation picture. We at Schlock Treatment don't call these films "Godsploitation" on a whim - they are genuine, wide-eyed and foaming-at-the-mouth gore films designed to scare the Bejesus INTO you. I'm not saying the Message is flawed. It's just the delivery is wrong, wrong, WRONG, ostensibly in English but delivered in a unique Nigerian patois that has you straining for clarity before surrendering to its flow. Shot, edited, scored, and with "special" effects added in that part of Hell reserved for home movie bores and Casio keyboard players, it could be the most primitive Schlock title we've ever offered. Can I get an Amen? Hallelujah, I say, for the school pantomime meets tribal exorcism of Nollywood's 666: Beware The End Is At Hand. (Andrew Leavold)