I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.

The performances transcend the film's tropes, grounding it in characters that feel more complete than this subgenre often produces.

This is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a very long time. You have to go and see this on the big screen.

This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows

WOMANEATER is a film that has much in common with the American-made B-flick FROM HELL IT CAME, as both movies are about carnivorous trees that demand sacrificial human victims. However, this is by far the worse movie, as it's just too cheap and stodgy to entertain. Scenes of the tree attacking people only occur a couple of times during the film, and for the most part it's talky and dull.It's certainly of interest to British horror aficionados, as I enjoyed the colonial background of the tale which has some stylistic similarity to THE REPTILE and THE GHOUL; malign foreign influences corrupt otherwise decent British folk and lead them to murder and madness. It's a shame, then, that the execution is so lacklustre and the horror moments so limited.Still, B-movie freaks might still enjoy this one, and it's not all bad. B-movie king Charles Saunders contributes brisk and efficient direction, although he can't disguise the problems with the script. George Coulouris (CITIZEN KANE) is fine in one of those down-on-his-luck-famous-actor-makes-a-B-movie type roles. Vera Day is the very definition of the blonde and buxom '50s starlet. But for WOMANEATER to really shine, I needed more cheese, more dodgy effects, and simply more action, as that way it would have been more fun overall.

On an expedition to a remote part of South America, Doctor Moran (George Coulouris) discovers a savage tribe who worship a carnivorous plant that feasts solely on young, beautiful, curvaceous women. No 'plain Janes', oldies, uglies, skinnies or fatties for this lean, green killing machine: it's only interested in attractive babes with impressive curves (quite how the plant has developed this discerning attitude towards its food is never explained).Having devoured it's prey, the plant produces a liquid that can purportedly restore life to the dead, something that greatly interests the doctor, who arranges for the ravenous shrub to be transported back to his home in England, along with one of the tribesmen, Tanga (Jimmy Vaughn), to help him with his work (quite how Moran came to this arrangement with the bloodthirsty natives is also never explained). Luring women back to his secure, basement laboratory, Moran sets about feeding the plant in an effort to create enough of the sap to revive the dead.Womaneater is made of the stuff that monster B-movie fans live for: there's the mad scientist with his creepy ethnic assistant, a ropey old tree creature with flailing limbs and tentacles, a bevy of buxom beauties in skimpy sacrificial robes, a pneumatic blonde heroine (sexy ex-funfair worker Sally, played by Vera Day), and a brave but chauvinistic mechanic hero, Jack Venner (Peter Wayn). As one might expect from a low budget '50s B-movie, the film is no Oscar winner, but what it lacks in logic or technical merit it sure makes up for in cheeze 'n' sleaze, with big helpings of both being served up by director Charles Saunders.The shonky monster is guaranteed to illicit more laughs than screams, as will the sight of Tanga in his adult-sized nappy banging the bongos; the seedier content includes Moran prowling the streets and bars of London for suitable victims and his misogynistic treatment of devoted ex-lover/housekeeper Margaret (Joyce Gregg).There's also an unexpectedly tacky moment when Sally helps Jack to fix a car: while Jack is in the foot-well, he eyes up Sally's impressive breasts (her '50s torpedo chest blatantly occupying the foreground), after which he rudely berates her for her inability to follow simple instructions. Considering how he has just asked her to marry him, the scene leaves the viewer wondering just how badly he might abuse her once the ring is actually on her finger.A fun finalé adds even more sleaziness, with sexy Sally narrowly avoiding becoming a meal for the monstrous weed, but not before her blouse has been torn to give viewers a tantalising glimpse of her bra (this being 1958, I imagine that's all audiences needed to get hot and flustered!).7.5 out of 10, rounded up to 8 for the very lovely Vera Day as Sally.

*Spoiler/plot- The Women Eater(Womeneater), 1958. A scientist hears about and travels to the Amazon jungle to find about a legendary tree of life. He finds the tribe and tree. He takes the tree home to England for experiments that cause disastrous crimes and disappearances.*Special Stars- George Coulouris, Vera Day, Peter Wayn, Joyce Gregg, Jimmy Vaughn.*Theme- Wanting to re-animate the dead has its problems.*Trivia/location/goofs- British. Soft sex-ploitation, where film male roles are vicious, misogynist jerks. To review another killer/monster tree from the Amazon, view 'From Hell it Came'.*Emotion- An odd combination of horror and sexual exploitation elements contains in this film with an very obvious exploitation title. Every lead role of the film is harshly presented in gross extremes. The villains are very unlikeable and the victims are very innocent. With the roles that heavily defined and presented there are many times the viewer will find this film to be campy or laughable in the wrong plot points. This film became unbelievable and very comic-book from the beginning for me and so I found it more humorous that scary. I'm not sure that response is what the producers wished from their audience.

British horror flick that reminds me of Saturday double features as a child. Not a great movie; definitely not a bad movie. Very predictable, but fun to watch. Dr. Moran(George Coulouris)returns from South America with assurance he has found a serum to rejuvenate life. He hides a stolen flesh eating 'tree' in the basement of his mansion. There is also the native Tanga(Jimmy Vaughn)that puts women in a trance with a bongo solo. The victim is fed to the arm waving tree that is suppose to produce the essence of life. After five years or so, the mad professor becomes disillusioned with the hideous ritual.Obviously low budgeted with just enough substance to keep you to the end. It doesn't hurt having some beautiful women in the cast. Other players: Vera Day, Peter Wayn, Joy Webster, Sara Leighton, Edward Higgins and Marpessa Dawn.