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18 out of 21 people found the following review useful:
I love this flick., 3 August 2004
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moycon from Atlanta
Del Tenney's I Eat Your Skin was filmed in Florida in 1964, under the
working title Zombies. Alot of films were made at this time to cash in on
the James Bond craze, Like this one. The opening and closing scenes are
filmed at Miami's Fountainbleu Hotel, the same hotel where a few scenes of
Goldfinger take place. This movie was originally titled Voodoo Blood Bath,
but Tenney couldn't find a distributor and didn't have another feature to
release along with it for a drive-in double feature. The movie sat on the
shelf for years until, in 1971, producer Jerry Gross began searching for a
film to release along with his I Drink Your Blood. Gross bought the rights
for Tenney's film and retitled it. All of this explains why there is no skin
eating in I Eat Your Skin.
I've seen this movie at least a dozen times. This is definately one of
those, so bad it's good spook movies. The makeup effects, although cheap,
are at the least memorable and not just grease-paint. The acting is also
memorable, if only because it's so bad. The Uber macho-ism of lead character
Tom Harris (played by a mostly shirtless William Joyce) will make you laugh
out loud. I cannot recommend this movie enough. I was more entertained by
this flick than the last 3 big budgeted movies I rented from Blockbusters!
8 out of 11 people found the following review useful:
They should have gone to Candy Apple Island. They have the voodoo, but not as much., 24 July 2007
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yetanotherharris from Satan's Colon
Somewhere between WHITE ZOMBIE and THE SERPENT AND THE RAINBOW, there
was I EAT YOUR SKIN, a funky little drive-in flick from the mid-1960's
featuring zombies. For those of you not familiar with the genre, there
are two basic types of zombie movies out there: the most commonly known
type features carnivorous corpses that can be stopped by a shot to the
head; the more traditional movies feature zombies that, living or
undead, are subservient to a voodoo practitioner of some sort. Despite
the somewhat misleading title, this movie features the latter type of
zombie. That's right; I EAT YOUR SKIN contains absolutely no eating of
skin whatsoever.
The story revolves around writer Tom Harris (William Joyce), a young
stud who is surrounded by the ladies. He is coaxed into a trip to a
little out-of-the-way place aptly called Voodoo Island for his next
story. When the group arrives on the ominous Voodoo Island, they
quickly encounter a zombie, who attacks with a machete. As time goes
on, it becomes apparent that the zombies are trying to get their hands
on young hottie Jeannie Biladeau (Heather Hewitt), whom, because she is
supposedly a virgin (yeah, right), is needed as a sacrifice for some
sort of Voodoo Island voodoo ritual.
In terms of quality, this is fairly low grade. I understand that it sat
on the shelves for four years before being shown as part of a double
feature at a drive-in. The acting is awful; Charles Bentley (played by
Walter Coy) was particularly unsteady. As this was a movie made in a
very different time, politically incorrect behavior is shown in scene
after scene. Most of the male characters regularly treat objects like
women, man.
I EAT YOUR SKIN is very reminiscent of the works of Ed Wood on just
about every level (although I think Wood was a bit weirder), so fans of
his work should love it. I purchased this movie as part of the Chilling
Classics 50 Movie Pack, but I have read reviews that suggest that this
movie is not included on some versions of the Chilling Classics set.
Let the buyer beware. The cheapest way to see this movie is to find it
online; as this is a public domain film, it can be found for free.
For those interested in the subject matter but wanting a much better
movie, consider taking a look at Wes Craven's THE SERPENT AND THE
RAINBOW.
4 out of 4 people found the following review useful:
I Eat Your Lunch, 19 January 2010
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Steve Nyland (Squonkamatic) from New York, USA
Pretty slick little number here, a way low budget zombie voodoo
potboiler filmed on the quick in Florida at the height of the early
James Bond craze. Expect lots of palm trees, swept back wayfarer
sunglasses, a big brassy orchestra with twangy guitars + bongo drums,
boozy bimbos swooning by the pool, and some sort of novel mode of
transportation, in this case an airplane that is destroyed in the
movie's biggest laugh.
The film concerns itself with a swinging playboy writer who is
dispatched to darkest Key West to get to the bottom of some wacky
voodoo cult and meets a couple of decent looking dames between stops
for cocktails. The natives use a powerful narcotic which transforms
them into the living dead and explains the jungle being just a mess
after all this time. The damndest thing is that Carey Grant would have
felt right at home in this movie, even with the ping pong ball zombie
monster makeup.
The movie is awful for sure but it works in some miraculous way, partly
due to the fact that it was aware it was an awful movie employing awful
actors, using awful cinematography, awful music, and awful script, etc.
The good news is that everybody participating was apparently briefed
before hand lest any sort of sweeping performances or actual cinematic
artfulness sneak past the dime store tiki torches, wet bars, and
matching salt + pepper shakers. Some good one liners though, I guess
that's harmless enough to allow without tempting anybody to take it too
seriously. Then again with a title like that, who can?
It's kitsch, bounding with energy and some decent smarmy humor that
will either get on your nerves or catch you with a belly laugh when you
aren't expecting one. I like another reader's comment when writing that
they had enjoyed this film more than the three A list big budget event
films they rented at a Blockbuster: PRECISELY! Yes, that's the spirit!
They were able to relax and just watch this god awful no-name movie for
what it was -- rather than being primed to have the world saved or the
universe explained by Leonardo di Caprio -- and ended up having a
pretty good time. Caught them by surprise probably. You can buy it on
DVD for a dollar, probably less, and keep it for your very own. Try it.
4/10
6 out of 8 people found the following review useful:
OK for a rainy afternoon, 15 April 2007
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sgtking from United States
I've almost rented this film several times. By looking at the box I
knew it wouldn't be a classic, but something about it appealed to me.
Maybe it was the creepy looking zombie on the cover. Maybe it was
because I love movies about zombies on a tropical island. Or maybe it's
simply because I love b horror movies. Either way I wanted to see it
and finally did when my mom bought me a 3 DVD set with 9 living dead
films, including this one.
Pros: Moves along at an OK pace. The scenery is lush and beautiful. The
zombie make-up isn't too bad, considering how long ago this was made
and low the budget probably was. The zombies are pretty creepy. The
whole movie has a certain campy and nostalgic charm.
Cons: The title is misleading. There is no eating of flesh. Some of the
dubbing is poor and off at times. Some poor editing. The score isn't
bad, but most of the time it doesn't seem to fit with this movie. Much
of the acting is bad. An obvious model near the end.
Final thought: Originally called Zombies and not released for six
years, this low budget zombie flick is far from being a great film. It
is however a must for drive-in movie fans and those looking for some
cheesy fun.
My rating: 2/5
7 out of 10 people found the following review useful:
Excellent music and ugly zombies. Super vintage gross-outs!, 19 December 2006
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Zhukov_2132 from Vancouver, BC, Canada
A great late-night horror flick with action and comedy. I got it on DVD
from a St. Claire 3-Disc collection called "The Living Dead".
It's a better than average directed (for a B-movie) tale with a
swinging Voodoo-Lounge soundtrack, ghoulish zombies galore and a
charismatic "wolf" lead character played brilliantly by the late
William Joyce.
Some interesting trivia I've learned: Bill Joyce and the female lead,
Heather Hewitt, had unwittingly done a scene in the water during a real
life "multiple-large-sharks-spotted" scare. Director Del Tenney never
told them about it when he later learned of it.
Interesting look at the cocktail culture in 1960s Miami in this one.
This movie's release-date title is "I Eat your Skin" which is a
masterpiece of naming. I give it 10 stars for vintage kicks and William
Joyce's cool persona! Must've been a fun actor be around.
7 out of 10 people found the following review useful:
Good, campy fun!, 18 April 2005
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stevebob99 from Chesapeake, VA
This movie is as rich in camp as you can get. From the playboy writer
who likes reciting his stories to bikini clad vixens with their short
balding accountant jealous husbands to the zombies who may come from
the native voodoo practice or may come from another source.
Turn this movie on with a few friends and laugh the whole way through.
This is much more fun than most movies that try to be funny. The
characters are so bad that they are fun and the script makes almost no
sense whatsoever. So, just forget that there is supposed to be a plot
in every movie and that horror movies are supposed to be scary and
enjoy this one.
10 out of 10 for good, campy fun!
5 out of 7 people found the following review useful:
Not quite as horrible as the title would suggest....though it IS horrible!, 7 August 2008
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planktonrules from Bradenton, Florida
Some folks fly to a small island in the Caribbean. Once they arrive,
they find that there are murderous zombies roaming about as well as
locals who are all members of a voodoo cult. In addition, there's a
cancer researcher who is doing work with irradiated snake venom who
seems a bit oblivious to the fact that the locals are into human
sacrifice. Sounds like a nice place, huh?!
This is one of many horribly low budget horror films I have seen in my
lifetime and the biggest thing that sets it apart is the title. After
all, the release title "I EAT YOUR SKIN" sounds amazingly exploitative
and sick. However, despite a promoter changing its title, the film
itself is amazingly conventional--and it's just another grade-Z schlock
horror film--complete with bad acting, camera work, makeup, and the
works! While it's very bad, it isn't quite bad enough to be fun to
watch and make fun of the film. No,...it's just bad!
6 out of 9 people found the following review useful:
great bad acting boosted by hackneyed script & reckless direction, 11 November 2006
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dearnhar from Fredericksburg, VA
Come on, if you love B drive-in movies this is a must. Stocked entirely
with a phoned-in plot, a great Johnny-Quest-like soundtrack,
stereotypes (the devil-may-care, hunky romance-writer hero, expendable
blacks & Latinos, bimbo wives with stupid jealous husbands, mad
scientist, zombies with sunny-side-up eggs over their eyes & bad
skin--it's got them all).
Like draftees into the government-sanctioned moral hygiene videos of
the '50s & '60s, the C-actors seem quite willing to mutter the
screenplay's bizarre malapropisms: Rich guy welcoming guests to dinner
at his uncharted island plantation: "If you want those cocktails I'm
afraid your'll have to bring them with you. Juarita (?) is an excellent
cook. One thing she will not tolerate is food getting cold. Perhaps
it's just as well--I have a Borjelais (sic) I'm very proud of. Hard
liquor will just dull the palate." The Spanish is even more
improvised--as if translated by Google.
No less fun (to me, anyway) for its utter predictability. Cashing in on
the James Bond trend for the Busch-&-popcorn drive-in set 50 years ago
(though substituting clashes of race and class for the Cold War), the
scariest thing about it is the window it offers into prevailing views
of (white) manhood, (white) womanhood, and the nefarious darker-skinned
people who try stand in their way.
2 out of 3 people found the following review useful:
I Was Promised Skin Eating, 27 October 2010
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brocksilvey from United States
Sadly, no skin is eaten in "I Eat Your Skin," but that's still a much
better title for this low budget stinkeroo than its alternate,
"Zombies."
Filmed for what looks to be about five dollars, "Skin" tells the tale
of a playboy writer who's whisked away by his agent to a jungle island
where stories of strange going on abound, in the hopes that the writer
will be inspired to compose his next bestseller. Once there, they
find...you guessed it....freaked out zombies made so by some sort of
scientific experiments being conducted by the wealthy man who lives on
the island and serves as host to the writer and his posse.
The handsome but completely unknown (to me at least) actor William
Joyce plays the writer and delivers some beefcake eye candy to the
ladies in a couple of shirtless scenes. But there's not much of a
compelling reason for the rest of us to watch, unless it's to make fun
of a bad movie.
And oy vay does this movie do nothing for 1960s civil rights. All of
the black people in the movie are either oogie-boogie savages, zombies,
or zombie accomplices. Martin Luther King, please look the other way.
Grade: D
3 out of 5 people found the following review useful:
Leave it on the shelf, 30 January 2009
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Zeegrade from Doomed Theater of Despair
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
William Joyce is Tom Harris a womanizing writer that travels to Voodoo
Island, no hint there, to investigate a forgotten tribe who sacrifice
virgins for the sake of the inflicted. This is standard sixties
drive-in fare and the quality shows. The screen jumps frames like a
kangaroo on steroids and some of the sound is choppy and at times
inaudible. Unfortunately the sound quality remains for the lines spoken
by Coral (Betty Hyatt Linton) using the most gratingly annoying voice
I've heard in a film. The voodoo zombies are laughably awful and the
plot surrounding their creation even worse.
I eat your skin can be summed up for me in one scene. Tom Harris and
his companion are swimming up to a boat that is guarded by an evil
henchman with a rifle. It doesn't seem to matter that they are making
more noise than a comet hitting the earth with all of the splashing
they make. Dumb henchman looks over the side of the boat out of
curiosity and Tom grabs him and pulls the poor dope into the water.
Next, he throws the RIFLE, into the water as well. As he and his
companion climb into the boat Tom begins rummaging through equipment on
the boat grabbing a flare gun to which his partner asks, "What are you
going to do with that?". Tom shrugs his shoulders and replies "It's
better than nothing" as the waterlogged rifle hits the riverbed. I'm
going to guess this film was greatly ignored as part of the double
feature and bodily orifices were vastly explored due to bored
filmgoers.
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