Shame, shame, shame. This little "horror" film is basically a nudist camp film with the awkward appearance of a guy in an ape suit thrown in as an afterthought. It should not be called the "The Beast That Killed Women," but rather "The Beast That Killed a Woman." Maybe ten minutes of the sixty minute running time(which felt like it was two hours!)is devoted to the ape guy chasing a woman and then finally being dealt with by the police. What do you get for the rest of the film? Bare bottoms and bosoms parading through the woods. Playing volleyball. Swimming. Playing shuffleboard. Talking in bunk beds. Sitting around a campfire. All the while the most appalling music plays. The film has no actors. There are really no characters developed. There is little direction aside from a guy following the movements of nudists in a nudist camp. The film fails miserably as a horror film in any way. It lacks drama. It lacks humour. It is only remotely intriguing from a nostalgic viewpoint(perhaps).
Review of The Beast That Killed Women
