Just perfect...

If you don't like this, we can't be friends.

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

I thought that I would really like "Puma Man". Not because I thought that it would be a high quality piece of cinema, but because of its combination of being low budget and made by Italians - a combination that has made some of the funniest unintentional comedies I have seen in my lifetime. Sadly, the end results of this particular combination aren't that much fun. I think the main reason for that is that the movie is directed in a fashion that gives off very low energy. The movie is so slow and so without passion that the viewer is lulled into sleep instead of being constantly hit with powerful craziness. Oh, there are some unintentionally amusing bits that come up here and there, like some truly bad special effects and a plot that often doesn't make that much sense. But the amusement quickly drains out when these particularly silly things are repeated over and over without any variation or support from new and plentiful crazy material. If you are determined to watch the movie despite what I've just said, I recommend you seek out the Mystery Science Theater 3000 version - it does add a few more laughs to the enterprise.

I have been watching terrible movies for a while and to be honest, this movie was loads of fun and was immediately saved by one scene. I won't go into details about this scene but it is quite magical when you watch it. Pumaman is a Terrible excuse as a movie, Terrible camera quality, Bad dubbing and terrible effects. But it also has elements that makes a good-bad film. It has that one Laugh-out-loud scene that makes the movie an instant classic for people like me. It is very obvious that the budget was really low, but I never thought that it could look this awful. It is really an achievement. This movie actually reminds me of the terrible movie call "Manos, the hands of fate". It looks like crap, was dubbed a lot and was really boring except a couple scenes. I actually prefer this movie to manos though. It's pacing is a bit better, There isn't awkward music over the whole movie. It's awful but watchable. It has some classic moments that really save it from being one of the worst movies ever. I give it a 2 because the 1 rating should be reserved for the least entertaining and terrible movies.

Bad news is: it's awful. Good news: it's hilarious. When I watched it I was howling with laughter for most of its running time.The Puma Man has to be the most ridiculous superhero ever seen. In this uproarious origin story, milquetoast Tony Farms meets Vadinho, Aztec shaman with the unusual habit of defenestrating people to find a superpowered individual able to fly. Together, hero and sidekick face villain Kobra (a badly slumming Donald Pleasence), who controls a powerful ancient relic.The funniest scenes occur when the Puma Man uses his powers and flies (why should a *Puma* Man be able to fly, I cannot say) with an exceptionally cheesy visual effect and a ludicrously inappropriate heroic music, and also when he is repeatedly saved by his strangely competent sidekick, who seems to be vastly more proficient at fighting criminals and saving the world. One has to wonder why Vadinho bothered to find the Puma Man at all.This one deserves a 1/10, but laughs redeem it to an extent.2/10

"You are the worst I have ever seen, but you are the Pumaman." -- Vadinho Flying over Stonehenge, a UFO drops off a magical golden mask. A voice-over alien promises that the mask will be protected by his son, and his sons after him. They will be man-gods; blessed with the infinite powers of the puma (a Puma-man, if you will). Naturally, any device of great power must eventually fall into the wrong hands. Quicker than you can say Warrior Queen, the mask falls into the evil hands of Kobras (Donald Pleasance!). He discovers that the mask can control the human mind (not unlike Pabst Blue Ribbon), which can be very helpful when wanting to take over the world. Unfortunately, plans for world domination are cut short when alien hieroglyphics reveal that the mask is protected. Any NE'ER-do-well who attempts to use it for evil will fall to a grisly demise by Pumaman. So logically, Kobras must eliminate the mask's guardian. But how does one go about finding a Pumaman? Easy. By throwing random men out skyscraper windows. If they splat, they're obviously not Pumaman. So Kobras and his goons spend lazy summer afternoons tossing random men out skyscraper windows. On the other side of town, Vadinho, native shaman and friend to all Pumamen, does his part in finding the man-god. Not wanting to break from the tried-and-true method, he too tosses random men out skyscraper windows. Vadinho soon comes across Tony Farms, a paleontologist working at a local museum. After Tony survives his window toss, Vadinho runs up to him, tells him he's a Pumaman, and disappears. He's just mysterious like that. (This later segues into the obligatory: "I'm not a Pumaman" and "You are a Pumaman!" conflict, but let's skip it.) Unfortunately, Vadinho isn't the only one who discovers Farms' hidden gift. Kobras sets his sights on the heroic paleontologist, for once the Pumaman is out of the way, nothing can stop him from taking over - the world!!! (Pronounced "verld" with an echo effect to increase menace.) This review is part of Secret Santa, the latest B-Masters' round table. Lyz, of And You Call Yourself A Scientist! fame, drew my name. I must admit that she went fairly easy on me. Out of mercy? Charity? Who knows? Pumaman isn't a good film, but it's not that painful, either. The acting is sub-par, but that's to be expected. Besides, Donald Pleasance is always a treat. He hams like none other: The beady eyes. The emotionless line delivery. The shiny pate. As a director, you can't go wrong with big Don. But you can go wrong with Walter George Alton. It's nothing personal. Considering the material, he does just fine. But why get Gary Busey when you can just as easily hire Nick Nolte? Meaning, Alton wants to be Dirk Benedict so bad he can just taste it. Fresh off Battlestar Galactica, Dirk could've brought some star-power punch to the production. Or was Donald Pleasance supposed to provide the ratings' draw? There was lots of action; fighting and what-not. I'm not talking about fancy-Schuman's wire work or characters freezing in mid-air while a bullet flies between their legs. Apparently, Pumaman likes to mix the power of B. A. Baracus with the unorthodox dork-FUD of William Shatner. We get some thug tossing (across cars, into walls, but sadly, not into dumpsters) along with a dabble of "In real life, that would've never connected." Things like Pumaman falling between the legs of an attacker, then kicking him in the chest. With the lightning speed of, say, Jackie Chan, I might be able to accept this feat. With the clumsiness of Walter George Alton, however, it proves a bit harder to swallow. And if you're going to pay homage to Shatner, everyone knows you have to throw in a weak chop to the back of the neck. It's a staple. Perhaps a chop to the back of the neck would've prevented Our Hero from being made a fool of by Donald Pleasance. Pumaman beats on a dozen bad guys without breaking a sweat, only to be out-muscled by Donald Pleasance in the film's finale? Suspending disbelief, I can accept Pleasance as a criminal mastermind. But he's just a little too doughy to be slapping around a man-god. Unless that man-god happened to be Corey Haim. ----Vadinho is a proud member of The Temple of the God Who Came From Other Worlds. If any organization was in desperate need of an acronym, this would be it. Hypnosis through shaky cam! Why spend lots of money on special effects? We'll just screw with camera lens. Nobody will know the deference.Pumaman spends a great deal of time flying and looking. Flying. Then looking. Then back to flying. Nothing is more exciting than bad blue-screen flight interrupted by periodic pauses to look around. It truly completes the effect. I can understand having a protector for a mask that could enslave the world, but it begs the question: Why bother dropping the mask off in the first place? The stirring love theme from Pumaman. Pumaman, as the name implies, is blessed with all the wondrous powers of a puma, which include: The power of flight. The power to tear steel and crumble bricks with your bare hands. The power to telnet (I have a great story about this puma that deleted into my grandmother's bathroom in Wyoming, but for the sake of brevity, I'll refrain). The power to see in the dark. The power to punch guys really hard (my grandma was punched by said puma, but again, we should probably skip it). -- Copyright © 2001 by J. Bannerman