Welcome to the Jungle by K-Fleet


Humor: 2
Blood: 2
Nudity: hmmm, I truly can’t remember if there was any
Minutes FF’ed thru: none, but I kept waiting for something exciting to happen
Overall rating: 2

Two couples head to New Guinea to try to find out the truth behind the story of Michael Rockefeller, the son of Governor Nelson Rockefeller, who never returned from his journey in the jungle, but is rumored to have either been eaten by cannibals, or could still be living among them.

This is a Dimension Extreme release, need I say more? So, I waited about an hour and ten minutes to see what I call the “ode to Cannibal Holocaust” scene where a girl is impaled through her mouth and out the back of her head with a large bamboo stick, then left hanging for the bugs and animals to feed on. Pretty cool scene, and fairly believable, but came pretty late in the game, after having sat through what seemed like and hour or more of nothing but walking and bickering. Sad thing is, this movie wasn’t even as entertaining as Axel Rose in GNR’s Welcome to the Jungle video. Remember the hair and swagger?

When you compare yourself to Cannibal Holocaust, the king of all Italian cannibal movies, you’ve really gotta bring it. Instead, this did no justice to the cannibal genre, aka tribesploitation (thanks Smokeskrene), and should forever bury it’s head in a dung pile for even being mentioned in the same sentence. The Blair Witch Project reference, however, is dead on, as it’s right up there in quality.

So, go home, pull out Cannibal Holocaust or Cannibal Ferox, and watch them instead. Hell, you can even watch Slave/Mountain of the Cannibal God and I wouldn’t be mad at cha, but please walk away from this one, unless you believe the less than one minute of enjoyment is really worth it. Sorry Dimension, you’ve added another clunker to your catalog.

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