Dir. by Eddie Romero & Gerardo de Leon You are asked, for your own safety, to take the oath of green blood to save yourself from becoming a beast of Blood Island... The movie begins on a boat with a group of foreignors who are making their trip to Blood Island. They all have their own reasons of course. You have the young lad who was born on the island and is returning to see his mother after hearing of his father's death. You have the busty blonde who's going to visit her father who's been on the island for some unknown reason, well now that she's there maybe her natural qualities will hang out after a while. Then you have the agent who has heard of a mysterious man from the island that was killed on one of these boats, and he's investigating the matter because he had green blood... We soon find out that there have been brutal murders that have been going on in Blood Island. Of course, from the very beginning we see a buck-naked native running through the jungle, fleeing for her life as a crazed-looking monster proceeds to kill her on the spot. That seems like foreshadow enough. It turns out there's a doctor who is living on the island, experimenting with clorophyl as a remedy for all life's ailments, but alas some of his experiments have run amok. As you can tell, from the author's almost incoherent plot synopsis, that this movie doesn't have much as far as plot or character development. It's all a superficial ploy to get you to sit through gratuitous scenes of skin as scantily-clad young south-pacific ladies take it all off. Of course, many of them get ripped apart, leaving behind torn limbs and disemboweled corpses which we see in graphic detail. But that's what we want to see, right? Absolutely, and this movie delivers. Probably the most graphic in the "Blood" series, instead of a few glimpses, the camera lingers over the corpses to allow the carnage to sink in. The monster is silly-looking, but its kind of hard to tell because every time he is on the screen there is a weird wobbly camera effect. This sort of gimmick I usually frown upon, however it did have an unintended effect, when at one point the monster is on a rampage and the screen itself is going amok, when that's done it immediatly switches to a grisly double murder that was not the monster's doing. The camera is slow and clean and catches the violence in detail, but because it happens directly after the creature's play-time, this clean camera violence becomes unsettling. Also add the fact that everyone seems to have an animosity towards each other, the dialogue is once again deadpan. It works! This is a grisly little feature, then add some sex and you have a winner. There's sort of a bonus at the beginning of the picture, once again it follow's William castle's example, and the audience is asked to recite an oath as they drink some green concoction, supposedly blood, to protect them from becoming monsters... We don't see movies like this anymore. All in all, if you're looking for a gore film in the 1960's that isn't H.G. Lewis, this is it! It's like some perverted Johnny Quest episode, you've got to love it. - M.