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Papaya: Love Goddess of the Cannibals
Straight to the point. Immediately. A half-naked girl walks into a
beach hut, cuts a papaya, and rubs it all over her and her partner's
private parts. They have sex and she evirate him.
Unfortunately we don't see the splatter scene that would create a
masterpiece. However no problem, because Joe D'Amato begins in an
excellent way, what is considered the film that marks the beginning of
his Caribbean period, which is followed, as we well know, by other
well-known masterpieces. The story is well known: the director spent
good times in the Caribbean with the film "Duri a morire" (set in
Africa, however), that he stayed there for a while.
“Papaya: Love Goddess of the Cannibals” unlike the
following films is not an erotic horror or a porno, but it is an erotic
film, vaguely thriller, which relies on the body of the unforgettable
Sirpa Lane, often naked (but there was no need to emphasize it ) and
above all on the extraordinary and very exotic beauty of Melissa
Chimenti.
The latter, best known as a singer and member of the Gepy & Gepy
band, here as actress, touches one of the most famous points of her
filmography playing the protagonist, that is, the Papaya of the title,
as well as being the girl in the scene that opens the movie.
The blonde and the brunette are accompanied by Maurice Poli, a
specialist in genre films, who closes a small cast for obvious budget
reasons.
We are in a bizarre ecological intrigue, anti-nuclear, to be precise,
in which the natural beauties of Santo Domingo emerge, skilfully shot
by D'Amato who also puts a lot of local folklore into it, sometimes
completely invented, for lengthen the minutes.
The story to be honest is pretty light and leaves no room for big
twists. D'Amato takes it very slow, putting in addition to the
aforementioned inserts, also many erotic moments of various kinds for
the pleasure of the male audience who like it, making this film an
unpredictable success. He then seems to want to treat things in a
better way than other Caribbean movies, but relying on a cast that
apart from Poli is not good.
Of course, Melissa Chimenti and Sirpa Lane make up for it with their
often naked bodies involved in many soft-core scenes and in an
ever-vague amorous affair.
Returning to the evirate man, we discover that his name is Tim, he
works on the construction of a nuclear power plant on the island and
Papaya, an ecologist, kill him. Meanwhile, Sara and Vincent (Sirpa Lane
and Maurice Poli), respectively a journalist and another construction
worker of the plant, meet again after years, have sex, find Tim's body
in Vincent's room and finally meet Papaya. The seductive girl makes the
two falls at her feet, executing Vincent with concoctions and sex and
convincing Sara to join the fight.
The best moments of “Papaya of the Caribbean” are, as you
can imagine, the erotic scenes, especially those between the two women.
But the Caribbean ritual is also noteworthy, a big party in which a pig
and even a man are torn apart and in which everyone ends up having sex.
A nice b movie, with a story that has no bite but with an ecological moral not bad at all.
