I saw both of these recently as well, and I have to pretty much agree with your assessment. Still, though, the concept of a female "were-gorilla" must've been intriguing enough at the time to spawn three films. I haven't seen the third one, which stars Vicky Lane instead of Acquanetta as Paula Dupree. I suppose if I ever get the chance to watch it, I probably will. (The third one also co-stars Rondo Hatton, which alone would merit watching.)Jungle Woman (1944). This is a sequel to Captive Wild Woman (1943), both of which feature Acquanetta as Paula Dupree, the Ape Woman. If you ever have a chance to watch either of these movies...don't.
Tunes of Glory (1960) with Alec Guiness and John Mills. Tension and conflict build, and then tempers flare, when a new colonel takes over from acting CO Lt. Col. Guiness.
Saw this film years ago... Nice postwar reexamination of the British military.... Serious drama, serious ending. Real "adult" cinema.
Worf
Killing some time until the rest of the family got back (because we were going somewhere, for dinner or something, and I was sort of just waiting, not wanting to start something), I flipped on the tv and there was You Only Live Twice. Watched the last half, marveling at the enormous set for Blofeld's secret missile, and marveling that as an adolescent I goggled at the gizmos and explosions and completely missed how goofy the plot was.
I've never even seen Captive Wild Woman, and I don't think I need to since it was re-capped during the first 20-30 minutes of Jungle Woman. I would probably also watch The Jungle Captive (the third movie in the trilogy), but only for Rondo Hatton.I saw both of these recently as well, and I have to pretty much agree with your assessment. Still, though, the concept of a female "were-gorilla" must've been intriguing enough at the time to spawn three films. I haven't seen the third one, which stars Vicky Lane instead of Acquanetta as Paula Dupree. I suppose if I ever get the chance to watch it, I probably will. (The third one also co-stars Rondo Hatton, which alone would merit watching.)
Killing some time until the rest of the family got back (because we were going somewhere, for dinner or something, and I was sort of just waiting, not wanting to start something), I flipped on the tv and there was You Only Live Twice. Watched the last half, marveling at the enormous set for Blofeld's secret missile, and marveling that as an adolescent I goggled at the gizmos and explosions and completely missed how goofy the plot was.
I've never even seen Captive Wild Woman, and I don't think I need to since it was re-capped during the first 20-30 minutes of Jungle Woman. I would probably also watch The Jungle Captive (the third movie in the trilogy), but only for Rondo Hatton.
On a semi-related note, I don't get the so-called "horror host" thing, i.e. what Svengoofy does. Not only did I find his schtick tedious, but he and his cronies turned a 61-minute movie into a two-hour ordeal. [huh]
I've never even seen Captive Wild Woman, and I don't think I need to since it was re-capped during the first 20-30 minutes of Jungle Woman. I would probably also watch The Jungle Captive (the third movie in the trilogy), but only for Rondo Hatton.
On a semi-related note, I don't get the so-called "horror host" thing, i.e. what Svengoofy does. Not only did I find his schtick tedious, but he and his cronies turned a 61-minute movie into a two-hour ordeal. [huh]
Well I kinda like "Svengoolie", yeah he's stupid and silly but he doesn't take himself seriously and I don't take him seriously either. This tradition goes WAY back with m the "Zackerly" used to host monster movies on T.V. on the weekends in NY. I guess I'm just a sucker for it.
WorF