Highly recommended, naturally.
This is one of his minor works (see also - Manhattan Murder Mystery, Everyone Says I Love You), and as such comes as a bit of a disappointment if you are intimate with such masterpieces of cinema as Annie Hall, Manhattan and Hannah and her Sisters.
Woody seems to have faxed in his performance (a little hazy like Robin Williams in Deconstructing Harry, perhaps?) and the character is totally wrong for him. Tracey Ullman, however, is just just perfect.
Oddly, the film changes styles every half hour - the first starts like a golden-age caper comedy, then switches to a comedy of manners (very french) and ends up with a traditional Woody 'love lives falling to pieces' plot. Of course, the final third is the most satisfying.
So, a must for Woody fans to stick to the end with, but the question has to be asked -
Is he not too old for this now?
Well, what can I say? It's possibly the most racist of all Italian cannibal/jungle films (although I haven't seen Mandingo Manhunter!), and quite possibly the dullest for most of it's length. In fact the first and only scene of cannibalism occurs around the twenty minute mark (it's a good 'un, though). From then, believe it or not, the film goes for sentimentality! It all ends up very uneven and leaving a bad taste in the mouth.
So, possibly the weakest of the Italian cannibal flicks (I'm not counting Cannibal Terror (French) or Jess Franco's German/Spanish flicks), certainly doesn't have the splatterpunk attitude of Cannibal Holocaust or Cannibal Ferox, or the Boy's Own Adventure feel of Mountain of the Cannibal God or (my favourite) Last Cannibal World/Jungle Holocaust.
Be warned - animals were harmed during the making of this film....
God no. Leave it alone. Awful sets, awful acting, a papier-mache cow (believe it or not - not a reason to watch it!!!) and unlistenable sound add up to something less than the sum of it's parts.
The only remotely interesting part is General Jinjur and her army of short-skirted chicks. But even those aren't worth the admission price. Even if the admission price is free.
Water your plants instead.
Bad film fans really need to see this. I was given a dupe from what looked like a very old video release but could have come from the print itself.
A lot of critics have praised the feminist angle of the film, but, boy, if this is what counts for female empowerment now, have we got a looong way to go.
But, hey, like I said, it's nicely shot. I suppose.
Sadly it doesn't really live up to it's promise fully, It's got it's share of amusing lines (mostly down to the British slang, which I'm hoping will introduce the word 'Tw*t' to a wider audience), decent gore, and some half-decent monsters. Despite this it really does go on for too long when the protagonists reach an abandoned farmhouse, and unkillable werewolves, despite the non-stop shooting and screaming, do wear a little thin after a while.
Still, it's always nice to see a well-made British genre film, albeit one with no real horror.