Not nearly as disgusting as some might have intimated, Slave of the Cannibal God(the title I viewed it under) was more bereft of solid storytelling and genuine scares than laced with horrific, disgusting cannibal visions, which is fine with me. There are a couple scenes that do qualify - the monitor lizard being torn apart by native guides helping Ursula Andress, her brother, and jungle guide/professor Stacy Keach find her husband being the most offensive. In a film with such obvious budgetary constraints(just wait until you see the cannibal tribe the Puka), there is no way I can believe that the realistic butchering of this animal(and there are others) was not real. That saddens me that this was done, but, moving on, these scenes will probably disgust rather than energize. Director Sergio Martino actually is not all bad; the first hour is rather decent as the three with a native guide in tow go into country no one goes into for fear of jungle perils hitherto unknown to civilization. Martino creates some good tension and the forest jungles are quite convincing. Andress, even at her age here, is just lovely(especially when disrobed!). Keach is solid in his performance as well, and the film does have its entertainment value at times but once we get to the actual tribe of cannibals and the resolution of finding Andress's husband - logic, tension, and taste take off completely.
Review of Slave of the Cannibal God
