The great John Ashley once again lends his considerable presence to the proceedings, this time accompanied by the equally noteworthy Angelique Pettyjohn. This is the sort of thing that would also ruin my enjoyment of other jungle exploitation films to come. It's a really nasty scene, and I couldn't view anything else that followed without repeatedly going back to it in my mind. There's also a disturbing element of needless, sadistic animal cruelty in one scene that puts a damper on the entire film. Before long I was wishing I could get my hands on the cameraman's zoom lens and smash it to pieces. There's an odd stylistic affectation that grows tiresome real quick-whenever a monster is present, the camera lens zooms in and out in jittery fashion. Production values are considerably less polished this time although the beautiful natural settings are a huge asset.
Lorca's own home, some eyebrow-raising plot twists, and, finally, an explosive finish that takes place within a subterranean laboratory of horror. Meanwhile, we get to see a tomb opened up, a graphic monster attack inside Dr. Various village girls scamper around nude in the jungle as well before coming face-to-face with Chlorophyll Man.Īs in the previous film, John Ashley ends up on the run with his girlfriend from a group of hostile villagers who think he's brought misfortune to their island. Foster and Sheila who are destined to go at it eventually.
This is especially true for Carlos when he's reunited with a young village girl from his past who seduces him while still carrying a torch for his dead father, and for Dr. Lorca's mansion takes up much screen time, providing not only heaps of interpersonal conflict (along with some amusingly biting dialogue) but also a much larger sex and nudity quotient than before. The gore effects are crude but plentiful, while the grotesque monster makeup, especially on the main chlorophyll creature, makes them look as though they're wearing spinach and asparagus pizzas on their faces. These scenes are way more graphic than in previous entries in the series, as we're treated to bloody severed limbs and heads flying about while copious amounts of actual animal entrails ooze from a procession of hapless victims.
The local natives provide a steady supply of subjects, several of whom now roam the jungle as hideous chlorophyll plant-monsters attacking people and disemboweling them. Lorca (Ronald Remy, THE LONGEST HUNDRED MILES, FLIGHT OF THE SPARROW), a research scientist who may or may not be an insane crackpot performing horrifying experiments on anyone he or his henchman Razak can get their hands on. What all of these people have in common is Dr. Bill Foster (John Ashley of "Brides of Blood" again), investigating reports of a green-blooded maniac on the island Sheila Willard (Angelique Pettyjohn), a woman searching for her long-missing father and a young man named Carlos (Ronaldo Valdez) returning to his old village in hopes of persuading his widowed mother to return to civilization with him. This time the boat to the island carries Dr. In other words, more exploitation for our twisted viewing pleasure. The middle entry in the American-Filipino "Blood Island Trilogy" that started with " Brides of Blood" (and its sort-of prequel "Terror Is a Man"), MAD DOCTOR OF BLOOD ISLAND (Severin Films, 1969) moves the dial much closer to eleven with more blood (much of it green), more gore and severed limbs, more grotesque monsters, and, last but not least, more sex and nudity.
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