The entry of Jess Franco to Harry Alan Towers' Fu Manchu series signalled the beginning of the end. Fast, cheap and amazingly bad, Franco is one of the few directors who could make Michael Winner look like Stanley Kubrick by comparison. After all, it takes denial on an Olympian scale to have David De Keyser dub three separate characters IN THE SAME SCENE or to include black and white stock footage from 'A Night to Remember' in a colour film (in The Castle of Fu Manchu) and think that if you tint it blue no-one will notice... 'The Blood of Fu Manchu' is marginally the better of his two Fus, but its still a major step down for the Christopher Lee series.
When even Harry Alan Towers admits a film is bad, you know you're in trouble. On seeing the final cut of The Castle of Fu Manchu he recalls turning to the amazingly untalented and prolific Jess Franco and telling him "You've done something I didn't think was possible: you've killed Fu Manchu." And how...
Badly directed, written (credited to Peter Welbeck - Towers' regular pseudonym - as writer, but actually written by Manfred Barthel and Jaime Jesus Blacazar), acted, photographed, recorded - heck, I'm willing to bet that even the catering was bad on this one - it's a real ordeal even for the most devoted Fu Manchu fan. If you thought the series couldn't get worse after the astonishing use of black and white stock footage from 'A Night to Remember,' you ain't seen nothin' yet. And not seeing it is probably the best thing to do by far.
Sadly, Optimum's presentation doesn't come close to Blue Underground's excellent NTSC editions of the two films, which contain excellent featurettes that are far more entertaining than the films themselves. Stick with the highly enjoyable initial entry 'The Face of Fu Manchu' or its two immediate sequels 'The Brides of Fu Manchu' and 'The Vengeance of Fu Manchu' - they may not be masterpieces, but they're a lot more fun than this FuBar film.