Linbeymusol Wonderful character development!

Cathardincu Surprisingly incoherent and boring

NekoHomey Purely Joyful Movie!

Fluentiama Perfect cast and a good story

smittie-1 A trashy Italian jungle adventure, with a mad scientist implanting radios into gorillas' brains, so they will do his bidding. The film is sleazy and slow, a kind of scummy imprint of White Africa in the age of decolonization. The bureaucrats have fled the continent, and all who are left are the mercs, the drunks, and the cranks. Too many scenes in a dive bar, too much footage from big game hunts, no point in the end. A perfect nihilistic Z movie.Any nudity has been edited out of the American cut, making this trashy film even more pointless. The film is still plenty sleazy, though. Everyone sweats and snarls their way across the frame, and each new location looks grimier than the last. I think I caught beri beri just watching this movie.And yet, the whole time, I was happy. I was entertained. There is nothing so sweet as a movie that plays completely beyond the bounds of good taste. A movie that DARES you to watch.It deserves its rotten, budget DVD presentation.

Steve Nyland (Squonkamatic) Seriously, I have a soft spot for KONG ISLAND, and the only people who might be so violently opposed to it would have to be stupid enough to take it seriously. This was a cheap, trippy, low budget Italian exploitation film made before Italian exploitation films were all the rage. Sure, it dared to evoke the mighty name of Kong, and it is all mighty silly once you get down to brass tacks, but so what? This is a Jungal Trash movie about white Anglos going to darkest Africa to have all sorts of fascinating adventures while the natives carry the luggage. Anyone expecting anything else is seriously wasting their time.Muscleman turned 60s matinée idol Brad Harris manages to keep a straight face as he plays a former mercenary double crossed by creepy Mark Lawrence (yes, Mark Lawrence) who intends to take all the loot from a diamond mine payroll heist to -- and I am not making this up -- create a master race of superhuman gorillas radio controlled by brain implants to do his evil bidding. Which involves kidnapping various scantily clad supporting actresses for purposes that the English language version never bothers to explain.And right here we have to stop and do a little Italian genre film 101 for the newcomers: If you've seen the cut, bleached out, nappy looking fullscreen English version circulating on various bargain bin DVD sets, you haven't even seen half of this film. That's a TV print that's been shorn of any content that 1970s era television wouldn't tolerate, such as nudity. Italians usually made two versions of their films, a somewhat tamer version for export that would be translated to English, and then an Italian language print with no holds barred.The highlight of the film in it's uncensored form are extended sequences of Euro horror boob babe Esmeralda Barros (THE DEVIL'S WEDDING NIGHT) prancing around the jungle wearing nigh but a leather kerchief around her waist, which manages to get lost in time for the big finale where she goes stark naked. A nudity-friendly export print with Greek subtitles is available on the Retromedia DVD which runs a full seven minutes longer than the standard English travesty, and then there's an insanely rare Italian language print that even clocks the Greek version by a couple minutes with some extra safari scenes thrown in to establish plot.It's a quirky, goofy, lunkheaded film for sure. But to the initiated it's a pleasure to see, with a dreamy psychedelic music score by Roberto Pregadio, a veteran Italian genre film supporting cast led by curvy Adriana Alben, pretty Ursula Davis, sneering Paolo Magalotti, and Mark Farran. The film was written by Euro horror favorites Walter Brandi (BLOODY PIT OF HORROR), his frequent collaborator Ralph Zucker (BLOODY PIT OF HORROR, THE DEVIL'S WEDDING NIGHT) and directed by spaghetti western regular Roberto Mauri. His frequent star Brad Harris executive produced, and all of it is "presented by" schlock cinema maestro Dick Randall.If you take it seriously you're missing the point, and if you get all bent out of shape watching movies about radio controlled gorillas kidnapping Italian B movie actresses in their underwear you have nobody but yourself to blame for wasting your time on it. But please, make sure you at least track down one of the prints with the nudity. For now that means the Retromedia DVD which isn't hard to find. 7/10, for being so lovably goofy.

Woodyanders Veteran character actor Marc Lawrence stars as your basic evil scientist who creates a dangerous, murderous, not-to-be-trifled race of robotic killer gorilla slaves. Lawrence's plans to overthrow the world are thwarted by a musclebound lunk (stolidly played by former Hercules Brad Harris, who shows off his brawny chest as often as possible) who's ventured into the doc's remote corner of the jungle in order to rescue some beautiful gal Lawrence has abducted. Seedy, grim, slow and humorless, with only the lovely presence of bodacious jungle babe Esmeralda Barros walking around mostly nude and the sporadic cheeseball gorilla gore effects offering any slight relief from Roger Morris' static direction, a drab, talk-heavy script, uniformly stiff acting from an understandably uninspired cast, tatty production values, inert pacing, pathetically crummy and unconvincing ape suits, and a general air of ponderous, unrelenting tedium, this flick overall sizes up as a sleep-inducing dead slug of a stinker.

Michael_Elliott King of Kong Island (1968) BOMB (out of 4) A mad scientist puts the brains of humans into the body of apes. On another part of the island a girl might be the long lost gorilla woman. This is an incredibly bad Italian production, which has to be one of the worst that country ever sent over to America. The title sticks out on a video store shelf but that's about the only thing going for this movie. The performances are all terrible and the dubbing is even worse. The film doesn't contain any of those "so bad it's good" laughs, which means you just have a lifeless film where suicide might be better than actually watching.