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I EAT YOUR SKIN is a neat little zombie film, shot in 1964 (so we get the old-fashioned zombies here, not the Romero type) but not released until seven years later. The title makes it sound like a video nasty but in fact it's a largely tame black and white jungle adventure movie with much in common with the films made in the 1940s.The plot sees a group of characters heading into the deepest jungle (actually a Floridian island) and soon discovering that the place is awash with zombies that have been created by a misguided scientist's experiments. The film has a definite swinging sixties vibe to it with a playboy hero and lots of good-natured flirtation and dialogue between the characters.The zombies themselves are really cool-looking with some great make up. They look like they're suffering from bad psoriasis with bug eyes to boot and scenes of them stalking their victims through the jungle have a genuine frisson of excitement to them. It's not a gory film at all, even though there's a brief beheading, and at times it gets bogged down in stock native ritual padding. Otherwise it's a fun little effort and one for the fans.

William Joyce plays womanising author Tom Harris, whose agent Duncan Fairchild (Dan Stapletion) insists he accompany him and his wife Coral (Betty Hyatt Linton) to Voodoo Island in the Caribbean to soak up some atmosphere for a new book. While investigating the island, Tom has a close encounter with a killer native (who hacks off a fisherman's head with a machete), but is saved by the arrival of plantation overseer Charles Bentley (Walter Coy), who chases the attacker away. At Bentley's home, Tom meets attractive blonde Jeannie (Heather Hewitt), whose father Dr. Biladeau (Robert Stanton) is trying to create a cure for cancer from snake venom. After another attack by more natives, Tom believes that Jeannie's life is in danger and tries to convince her to leave before it is too late.Released in 1971, but actually filmed seven years earlier, director Del Tenney's Zombie Bloodbath (AKA I Eat Your Skin) is a poverty stricken, Z-grade B-movie with zero stars, clumsy direction and a clunky plot, and yet it possesses a chintzy charm that I found hard to resist. With its playboy novelist hero, beautiful love interest, a misguided scientist, a jazzy lounge soundtrack, a remote tropical setting, a smidgen of '60s cheesecake, a voodoo song and dance routine, and a small army of bug-eyed zombie natives, everything is in place for some seriously campy fun, which Tenney most definitely delivers. Apart from the unexpected beheading early on, other fun moments for schlock connoisseurs include an aeroplane's tyres screeching when landing on a sandy beach, Tom and Duncan's unstealthy assault on a boat, and a papier-mâché model of the island exploding.

This one is pretty much one of my favourite black and white b-movies. It's got the lot: cheese, cheese, and even cheese! A playboy romance writer is plucked from his poolside harem for reasons I never quite managed to figure out to go to Voodoo Island, where, in a plot strikingly similar to Zombie Holocaust, a doctor is working on something or other involving snakes. I think the doctor tried to explain what he was doing at some point, but I was too caught up in all the zombie action.You've got to love the writer character. He's not above revealing himself from his vantage point of watching a girl skinny dipping when a zombie comes looking for her. Also, he's tough enough to get over witnessing a native getting decapitated to try and get into that skinny dipping girls pants! There's voodoo, zombies, punch-ups with zombies, chase sequences, slapstick comedy, spousal abuse (the writer thinks its hilarious!), and unluckily a bit of animal cruelty that I missed the first 50 times I watched this. It's all fun at the end of the day and if several hundred people get killed in an explosion, it's alright as long as you end sipping booze by the pool.Good stuff.

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.