Mountain of the Cannibal God immediately strikes me as almost exactly the same thing as Last Cannibal World with a slightly bigger budget. It seems that the cannibal sub-genre is pretty limited as far as what kinds of things you can do with the story, so I kept my expectations low. Ursula Andress stars as the grieving wife of a man lost in the mysterious jungle, and she is determined to go in after him, although her intentions aren't exactly what they seem to be.
I love it when they first enter the jungle, one of the guys says "Don't say a word to anyone, we don't want the police on our tail!" Yeah, if you're ever going into a cannibal-infested jungle, make sure not to tell anyone where you're going. It would be awful if anyone were able to find you!
The tribe we meet in this installment is the same as the last cannibals, although their animal-like qualities are not quite as blown out of proportion. They are highly barbaric and undeveloped, of course, but this time instead of being too animal-like, they have a genuinely bizarre religion, although ancient religions are not always known for their conduciveness to modern logic. At one point they make a sacrifice for having killed a tarantula, but even more bizarre, when it is revealed that they have turned Susan's (Andress) husband into a god by pinning his rotting corpse on some kind of rack, it seems that one of the ways that they worship him is to wipe the pus and mucus from his decaying face and rub it on their own face. Nice.
Stacey Keach also shows up in an early role long before his outstanding work in American History X, although he isn't given anything memorable to do here. He eventually reveals that his entire goal of going into the jungle is to find this tribe and destroy them so he can sleep peacefully, I guess. He has the obligatory role of the modern man forced to participate in the cannibalism, and it is properly disgusting.
There is a rafting scene near the end of the film that is botched in the way that most b-movies botch something like sky-diving. It is so unrealistic and so campy that it is genuinely amusing. The editing, as well, is unbelievably cheap, like the rest of the movie. But as a cannibal film, this is about what you can expect. Horror fans should be entertained. It's not a classic, but it's a passable sample of its sub-genre.
I love it when they first enter the jungle, one of the guys says "Don't say a word to anyone, we don't want the police on our tail!" Yeah, if you're ever going into a cannibal-infested jungle, make sure not to tell anyone where you're going. It would be awful if anyone were able to find you!
The tribe we meet in this installment is the same as the last cannibals, although their animal-like qualities are not quite as blown out of proportion. They are highly barbaric and undeveloped, of course, but this time instead of being too animal-like, they have a genuinely bizarre religion, although ancient religions are not always known for their conduciveness to modern logic. At one point they make a sacrifice for having killed a tarantula, but even more bizarre, when it is revealed that they have turned Susan's (Andress) husband into a god by pinning his rotting corpse on some kind of rack, it seems that one of the ways that they worship him is to wipe the pus and mucus from his decaying face and rub it on their own face. Nice.
Stacey Keach also shows up in an early role long before his outstanding work in American History X, although he isn't given anything memorable to do here. He eventually reveals that his entire goal of going into the jungle is to find this tribe and destroy them so he can sleep peacefully, I guess. He has the obligatory role of the modern man forced to participate in the cannibalism, and it is properly disgusting.
There is a rafting scene near the end of the film that is botched in the way that most b-movies botch something like sky-diving. It is so unrealistic and so campy that it is genuinely amusing. The editing, as well, is unbelievably cheap, like the rest of the movie. But as a cannibal film, this is about what you can expect. Horror fans should be entertained. It's not a classic, but it's a passable sample of its sub-genre.