There have been a slew of movies about man-eating plants. I believe this is the first one featuring a plant that exclusively eats women. That doesn’t necessarily make it very good.
An old scientist finds a silly looking plant in the jungle that chows down on virgin sacrifices. The dude steals the plant and brings it back to civilization where he feeds women to the hungry vine. Apparently, whenever the plant feeds on a woman, it produces a secretion that has the power to bring the dead back to life. Or some such nonsense.
Wait till you get a load of the monster in this movie. The woman-eating plant is just a Paper Mache stalk with a couple of guys standing behind it flailing their leaf-covered arms around to make it look like vines are attacking. Although the chauvinistic plant is good for a chuckle or two, it’s nowhere near as nutty as the Tree Monster from the similarly themed From Hell It Came.
Whenever that ridiculous looking plant isn’t on screen, the movie really suffers. Although there are some atmospheric mad scientist lab scenes, they are few and far between. What holds Womaneater back from being a camp classic is the sluggish pace. Even though the flick is only 70 minutes long, it feels a lot longer. The main reason for this is that the cast consists of nothing but stuffy and boring Brits. They play things WAAAAY too seriously (This isn’t Shakespeare here people, it’s a goddamn woman-eating plant movie!) and take the fun out of the proceedings. The lame ending in which the evil doctor has a half-assed change of heart didn’t helps matters either.
An ill-fated floozy gets the best line of the movie when she says, “All men are talent scouts in one way or another!”
AKA: The Woman Eater.