Dir. Joe D’Amato
A team of geologists attempt to remove a native, allegedly cannibalistic population from their island home in order to perform atomic research. The natives' female leader has other plans though, and sets about disposing of them one by one, utilising the fine art of seduction and good old fashioned murder-by-sexy-sex to aid her quest.
Papaya (Melissa) is just your average voodoo priestess, sex siren, eco-activist and blood crazed cannibal, willing to do whatever it takes to keep her tropical island home from being exploited by pesky nuclear scientists hell-bent on building a nuclear reactor on it. And if that means stripping off her clothes every five minutes and seducing them one by one with her voluptuous body and irresistible melons, then killing them by castrating them - so be it! This is one dedicated lady who won’t be messed with.
The film opens with her emerging from the sea, strutting across the beach, entering a palm-hut, smearing fruit over a man in a sexy way before biting off his manhood and watching as her henchmen (who look like they’d be equally at home on the floor of a Seventies New York disco) torch the hut. Next up we meet Sarah (Sirpa Lane) a roving reporter holidaying in the sun, who just happens to bump into her old ‘acquaintance’ Vincent (Maurice Poli), who is on the island to install a nuclear reactor. For some reason. Scientists, eh? He’s also looking for his missing scientist buddy (Papaya’s bearded victim from the opening scene). Before long the two are busy getting reacquainted, which mainly consists of their clothes falling off, them taking showers together and partaking in copious amounts of sexy sex. While exploring the island they encounter Papaya who invites them to a strange ritual where they’re drugged and overcome by the urge to undress. Again. It eventually becomes clear that Papaya and her people don’t want a nuclear reactor on their beautiful island and she’s making sure it won’t happen by killing off all the scientists with sexy, deadly, sexy sex. Naturally Vincent falls for her while Sarah shags her way around the island in search of a juicy story.
Love Goddess of the Cannibals, or to call it by its original, somewhat less lurid title Caribbean Papaya, is something of a long lost ‘Euro cult classic’ from the ever-warped mind of Italian sex, sleaze and horror maestro, Joe ‘exploitation’ D’Amato. In a highly kitsch riot of infrequent bloody mutilation, copious Sapphic lovemaking and a hypnotic tribal score courtesy of Stelvio Cipriani, Love Goddess takes its viewers on a delirious trip into jungle-infested sleaze, violated flesh and writhing orgies of sex, death and pig innards. Essentially a soft-core erotica flick, Love Goddess includes a number of ‘horror’ elements to add to the exploitation quota. These pepper the film sporadically and include a castration, a human sacrifice and a shot of a man eating said human sacrifice’s still beating heart. There are also scenes featuring a cock fight (no, not THAT kind of cock) and butchered pigs being split open; their insides tumbling out. The rest of the film’s running time is made up of expository scenes in which characters spout at times hilarious badly-dubbed dialogue about nuclear reactors, the environment and how they love to be naked, and sex scenes in which stars Melissa and Finnish sex symbol Sirpa Lane (star of Walerian Borowczyk’s art-porn classic The Beast, and its deliriously kitsch sequel, imaginatively titled The Beast in Space) hump their way through the male cast – before eventually sleeping with each other on a utopian beach, complete with coconut trees and a roaring surf. In soft-focus, naturally.
D’Amato does manage to muster a fair degree of tension and eerie atmospherics in some of the scenes in which Vincent and Sarah explore the seemingly deserted village – and in the scene where Sarah is chased through the village by a group of young boys. Those expecting a gory cannibal fest will be bitterly disappointed though, as the film boasts about as much horror quotient as its female stars’ boast the ability to remain dressed throughout a scene. Those who are open to kitsch erotica with an irresistibly funky soundtrack and a penchant for stylishly shot scenes of Seventies love-making (re: ridiculously hairy chests, big brown nipples and immaculately trimmed lady-gardens) might be more satisfied with what’s on offer here. Love Goddess of the Cannibals doesn’t do exactly what it says on the tin, but it still manages to put the ‘tit’ in titillation. Sorry.
Love Goddess Of The Cannibals (cert. 18) was released on DVD (£15.99) by Shameless Screen Entertainment on 28th June 2010. Special Features include: Shameless ‘Rebuild’ version; alternate title sequences; theatrical trailers; Shameless trailers; reversible sleeve featuring original artwork; English and Italian audio options with optional English subtitles.