Eva, la Venere selvaggia (1968)

User Rating:

1.8/10   

Director:

Roberto Mauri

Writers:

Walter Brandi (story)
Roberto Mauri (writer)

Release Date:

29 September 1968 (Italy)

Genre:

Adventure | Sci-Fi | Horror

Tagline:

From the forest came the terror of...

Plot:

Eve is a jungle girl brought up by apes. She is captured with a number of apes by a mad scientist, conducting mind control experiments on them. Eventually she is liberated by a young explorer.

Plot Keywords:

Gorilla | Mad Scientist | Ape | Experiment | Jungle Girl

Cast

Brad Harris	...	Burt Dawson
Esmeralda Barros	...	Eva, the savage girl
Marc Lawrence	...	Albert Muller
Adriana Alben	...	Ursula
Mark Farran	...	Robert
Aldo Cecconi	...	Theodore (as Jim Clay)
Paolo Magalotti	...	Turk (as Paul Carter)
Mario Donatone	...	Forrester (as Dan Doney)
Miles Mason	...	Malik the Gorilla
Gino Turini	...	Turk's Goon (as John Turner)
Ursula Davis	...	Diana
Gianni Pulone	...	Payroll Robber (as Bianni Pulone)

Also Known As:

Eve, the Wild Woman
King of Kong Island (USA)
Kong Island

Runtime:

92 min | USA:85 min (DVD)

Country:

Italy

Language:

Italian

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

2.35 : 1

Sound Mix:

Mono

Certification:

USA:Unrated | Iceland:12

Company:

Three Star Films

Trivia:

Although the U.S. version was promoted under the title "King of Kong Island", the on screen title reads simply "Kong Island".

Quotes:

Albert Muller: [to Burt Dawson] You're an excellent specimen of the human race - strong, clever, brave. That's why I've chosen you for my first experiment on a human being. You'll have the honor of being the first man to become my slave.

Soundtrack:

Eva's Beguine

Gorillas at Cinecitta

An Italian Spanish Co-production with America's own Dick Randall involved in the ‘presenting'- King of Kong Island mixes horror movie, nudie-cutie and jungle adventure with toppings of National Geographic stock footage- all set to a jungle beat of exotica. A mercenarie's life is a tough one- at least for Burt Dawson (Brad Harris) shot in the back by his ex-friend Albert Muller (Marc Lawrence) and left for dead. Albert retreats deep into the jungle where he performs brain operations on man sized gorillas and makes them his robot like slaves. Burt survives the shooting and vows vengeance, tracking down his ‘mad Doctor friend' in Nairobi. Reacquainting himself with his buddy Theodore, Burt is drawn back into Albert's orbit when Theodore's thrill seeking daughter Diana is kidnapped by the gorillas while on safari. Although forewarned that ‘you may find that it's actually dangerous to violate ancient taboos' macho Burt cannot be stopped and before you can say ‘let's grow a hairy chest, write books and shoot some elephants' Burt is venturing into the dark continent to put an end to Albert's monkey business. Amidst an almost comical amount of double crosses, secrets and revelations Burt has to fight off attacks from Albert's simian heavies, get his collar felt by a tribe of savages and also finds time to befriend Eva The Wild Woman (The Devil's Wedding Night's Esmeralda Barros). As Burt's guide explains ‘she is the daughter of the forest, she understands the language of the trees and the wild beasts, she appears in the morning with the sun who is her father, she has always existed like the forest itself with its ancient mysteries she is everywhere and nowhere'. And its the jungle woman with her power over the animals who proves to be the spanner in the works for Albert's plan to take over the world with his gorillas (as well as his kinky sideline in experimenting on women and locking them in cages). In the Sixties Italian cinema was going through a Golden Era and became a retreat for Americans and Brits who were either being kicked out or couldn't get a foot in the door of their native film industries. Dick Randall (1926- 1996) was no exception and by the time of King of Kong Island he was living La Dolce Vita in Rome. Randall a chubby, small guy with glasses, a pencil thin moustache and a penchant for huge cigars- is vividly remembered by friends and associates for his keen business sense matched by an equal sense of humour. Randall was never it seems above sending himself up either- witness his tour de force performance as a ‘pig with binoculars' in Bava's Four Times that Night or his cameo in 1986's Slaughter High where he lampoons his B-movie King image. As in The Bogeyman and the French Murders here Randall surrounds himself with a journeyman director hiding under a phony name, a memorable cast, and a crew well versed in the ways of them exploitation films including Bloody Pit of Horror's Ralph Zucker and Walter Brandt. If Italian horror films were the new rock n roll, Zucker and Brandt would have been the equivalent of first rate session musicians. The actual music itself by Roberto Pregadio is suitably ‘Congo Psychedelia', wildly inappropriate for any movie apart from one whose curious geography believes go-go discotheques can be found in the midst of a jungle (even today Pregadio's score still haunts the tracks of lounge music compilations). In retrospect King of Kong Island could be considered a throwback to jungle adventure movies of yore but perhaps only as Randall's doorman character in Four Times That Night might have remembered with every situation subverted to its sex-charged, exaggerated extreme. The introduction of Eva the Wild Woman is set to her running naked in the wilderness (in slow motion no less) to stress her ‘naturalness' a sequence reprised for the finale but not even this can match the priceless ‘va-va vroom' moment when the gorillas seemingly ogle Diana- watching her strip down to pea green underwear before letting their presence be known. Curiously many of these elements were downplayed on its Italian release which sold it on the value of matinee idol Harris with not a gorilla in sight, but as connoisseurs know all manner of insanity could and usually does happen in Italian movies of the period and King of Kong Island is hardly a sober exception to the rule. With its hodgepodge of oversexed women, Interpol agents, remote controlled primates, catfights and mad scientists conducting strange experiments in the jungle this was exactly the sort of ‘fantastique' escapism audiences would flock to in less cynical times. Today King of Kong Island is one of several Dick Randall productions just ripe for rediscovery. Fun, endearing and with as much God given trashyness as anything else Randall ever put his name to, King of Kong Island will have you mourning the era in the Italian film industry when vivid imaginations and spectacular traders ran amok.