Papaya: Love Goddess of the Cannibals (Joe D’Amato, 1978)

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action2So here we have another D’Amato sleaze fest with copious amounts of nudity and sex (albeit not the hardcore kind a la Porno Holocaust) and a small but amusing amount of ultraviolence. The plot centers around this ugly she-male looking woman aptly named Papaya (Sirpa Lane, from Walerian Borowczyk’s La Bête) who spends more screen time naked then she does wrapped in a sheet (who evidently is very attractive to naïve foreigners who like to stick their noses where they don’t belong). Enter Vincent, a Geologist who has come to the area (I think it’s in the Dominican Republic) to oversee construction on a nuclear reactor (!). Vinnie soon hooks up with Sara, a reporter staying at the local resort on vacation. Soon the two of them are embroiled in this goofy plot by the natives to oppose the construction of the reactor via voodoo ritual and softcore sex.


Papaya is certainly not D’Amato’s best work by any stretch of the imagination, but he’s done worse. The title and DVD cover are very misleading as there’s no cannibal subtext at all in the film, and it’s certainly not as explicit as Erotic Nights of the Living Dead or Porno Holocaust (considering the title credits displayed on the film print read “Papaya Caribbean” this isn’t surprising). That being said, there are a couple scenes of the good old sex and violence that will amuse. Also be aware of some mild animal bullshit in the form of a cock fight. Worth a look, but Anthropophagous this ain’t.





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Duane co-founded The Church of Splatter-Day Saints in 2005. When not immersed in film he's enjoying good whiskey, smoking meat in the backyard or thinking about sluts. He makes a damn fine habanero fire sauce.

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