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Pretty slick little number here, a way low budget zombie voodoo potboiler filmed on the quick in Florida at the height of the early James Bond craze. Expect lots of palm trees, swept back wayfarer sunglasses, a big brassy orchestra with twangy guitars + bongo drums, boozy bimbos swooning by the pool, and some sort of novel mode of transportation, in this case an airplane that is destroyed in the movie's biggest laugh.

The film concerns itself with a swinging playboy writer who is dispatched to darkest Key West to get to the bottom of some wacky voodoo cult and meets a couple of decent looking dames between stops for cocktails. The natives use a powerful narcotic which transforms them into the living dead and explains the jungle being just a mess after all this time. The damndest thing is that Carey Grant would have felt right at home in this movie, even with the ping pong ball zombie monster makeup.

The movie is awful for sure but it works in some miraculous way, partly due to the fact that it was aware it was an awful movie employing awful actors, using awful cinematography, awful music, and awful script, etc. The good news is that everybody participating was apparently briefed before hand lest any sort of sweeping performances or actual cinematic artfulness sneak past the dime store tiki torches, wet bars, and matching salt + pepper shakers. Some good one liners though, I guess that's harmless enough to allow without tempting anybody to take it too seriously. Then again with a title like that, who can?

It's kitsch, bounding with energy and some decent smarmy humor that will either get on your nerves or catch you with a belly laugh when you aren't expecting one. I like another reader's comment when writing that they had enjoyed this film more than the three A list big budget event films they rented at a Blockbuster: PRECISELY! Yes, that's the spirit! They were able to relax and just watch this god awful no-name movie for what it was -- rather than being primed to have the world saved or the universe explained by Leonardo di Caprio -- and ended up having a pretty good time. Caught them by surprise probably. You can buy it on DVD for a dollar, probably less, and keep it for your very own. Try it.

4/10

On all the scenes with the very hairy arms and hands feeding and handling the venonous snakes were filmed at the Miami Serpentarium, those hands belonged to the late William Haast, I'm surprised that wasn't mentioned in the Trivia section. I believe that Mr Haast passed away at over 100 years old in spite of dozens of venomous bites that would have killed an Elephant.

In an obtuse way, it was a bit entertaining. There's this island where the brave pilot goes for whatever reason. On the island are bug eyed zombies and people practicing voodoo. There is a potential cure for cancer that has gone amiss. The natives need a young blonde to sacrifice in order to get their skin cured. No dermatologists on the island. The whole thing is preposterous. There is a lot of dancing and gyrating, which seems to happen quite a bit in zombie movies. These scientists have this modern laboratory in the middle of all this, and the blonde girl's father is in the middle of the whole thing. Zombies wander all over the place, attack and kill. There's one scene where a man is decapitated, and because he seems to be Hispanic or some kind of islander, it's as if someone broke their bicycle. They don't even bother with his body. He is mentioned once later, but it doesn't matter. He was expendable. The main character, who his with him, doesn't even look down at him. Oh, yes, there is no skin eating going on, making this a bad skin eating movie.

Del Tenney's I Eat Your Skin was filmed in Florida in 1964, under the working title Zombies. Alot of films were made at this time to cash in on the James Bond craze, Like this one. The opening and closing scenes are filmed at Miami's Fountainbleu Hotel, the same hotel where a few scenes of Goldfinger take place. This movie was originally titled Voodoo Blood Bath, but Tenney couldn't find a distributor and didn't have another feature to release along with it for a drive-in double feature. The movie sat on the shelf for years until, in 1971, producer Jerry Gross began searching for a film to release along with his I Drink Your Blood. Gross bought the rights for Tenney's film and retitled it. All of this explains why there is no skin eating in I Eat Your Skin.

I've seen this movie at least a dozen times. This is definately one of those, so bad it's good spook movies. The makeup effects, although cheap, are at the least memorable and not just grease-paint. The acting is also memorable, if only because it's so bad. The Uber macho-ism of lead character Tom Harris (played by a mostly shirtless William Joyce) will make you laugh out loud. I cannot recommend this movie enough. I was more entertained by this flick than the last 3 big budgeted movies I rented from Blockbusters!

I Eat Your Skin finds novelist William Joyce eating up his advance money without turning out any pages of his next potboiler novel. So his publisher Dan Stapleton says he knows of a great Caribbean island where the natives do do their voodoo real well and Joyce might get some local color there. So Joyce heads off with Stapleton and Stapleton's brassy wife Betty Hyatt Linton to an island where Walter Coy is doing some Dr. Moreau like experiments on the natives as the guest of plantation owner and medical doctor Robert Stanton and his daughter Heather Hewitt.

This all starts as looking for a cure for cancer using snake venom and who in the world suggested that line of research? Pretty soon these grotesque looking zombies get real restless and everyone has to abandon the island if they can.

Some nice calypso music is the best thing that I Eat Your Skin has going for it. It's bad, but it's deliciously campy bad and some folks have a taste for that sort of thing.

Some folks fly to a small island in the Caribbean. Once they arrive, they find that there are murderous zombies roaming about as well as locals who are all members of a voodoo cult. In addition, there's a cancer researcher who is doing work with irradiated snake venom who seems a bit oblivious to the fact that the locals are into human sacrifice. Sounds like a nice place, huh?!

This is one of many horribly low budget horror films I have seen in my lifetime and the biggest thing that sets it apart is the title. After all, the release title "I EAT YOUR SKIN" sounds amazingly exploitative and sick. However, despite a promoter changing its title, the film itself is amazingly conventional--and it's just another grade-Z schlock horror film--complete with bad acting, camera work, makeup, and the works! While it's very bad, it isn't quite bad enough to be fun to watch and make fun of the film. No,...it's just bad!

This film was originally made in 1964 under the title 'Zombies', yet it was never actually released and remained this way until 1971 when producer Jerry Gross picked it up and retitled it to 'I Eat Your Skin' to make it into a neat double-bill pairing with I Drink Your Blood (1970). Needless to say, the new title bears absolutely no relevance to the actual content of the film. While this is certainly a low budget and clunky film, it really is nowhere near bad enough to have remained on a shelf for so many years. In fact, it has some good things about it and is an interesting early example of the zombie film.

It's set on a tropical island in the Caribbean where a travelling writer happens upon zombies.

The undead themselves are quite distinctive looking, even if the make-up is of the bargain basement variety. But at least the film-makers have made an effort, rather than go with no make-up at all. Anyway, these creatures roam the island causing perturbation and despair, one of them even lops a poor unfortunate's head off with a machete. This gore moment is in keeping with the content of the two other films its director Del Tenney also made in 1964, namely The Curse of the Living Corpse and The Horror of Party Beach, both of which contained moments of schlocky bloody violence. All three were probably surfing on the wave created by the previous year's first splatter movie Blood Feast (1963), although admittedly Tenney's black and white movies were much less gory but nevertheless were coming from a similar place for sure. On the whole, I Eat Your Skin is an entertaining enough bit of horror nonsense.

What can I say about this one? It's odd - it uses snake venom modified to create the zombies. The natives believe in human sacrifice but it has to be a blonde virgin female. The movie really is nothing new as far as your average classic zombie movies go but adds its own twist like most all of them do - and it's kind of an odd one.

If you like the older style of zombie films then this one is just "ok" to watch - it's nothing special but not a complete snooze to watch either. Another slightly less than a middle of the road production.

I like the dancers in the film, in fact the scenes of the voodoo priest and his group are the best parts of this film to me. The rest of the film is meh! The acting is lacking but tolerable to watch. And the story, again, is just so-so. Watchable zombie film.

4/10

Filmed in black and white with a very low budget this movie obviously won't suit everyone's taste. Personally, I enjoyed it because it wasn't trying to be one of those "so bad it's good" zombie movies that seem to crop up just about everywhere these days. In this particular film, "Dr Biladeau" (Robert Stanton) is looking for a cure for cancer and he chooses to set up his lab on "Voodoo Island" which is located somewhere in the Caribbean. Meanwhile, a novelist named "Tom Harris" (William Joyce) is in search of new ideas for his next book and is convinced by his agent "Duncan Fairchild" (Dan Stapleton) to accompany him and his wife "Carol Fairchild" to this island. When they arrive a zombie attempts to kill Tom Harris but is chased away just in the nick of time. Later, zombies also try to capture a beautiful blonde virgin named "Jeannie Biladeau" (Heather Hewitt) for a sacrifice in a voodoo ceremony. At any rate, with a plot like that does it really matter that the special effects are bad or the script was awful? Hey, it's a campy late-50's horror movie with zombies and a damsel in distress. What's not to like? Just be advised that these zombies are the "pre-Romero" sort who don't eat human flesh. Although, why anyone would think they would is another question altogether.

1st watched 6/29/2014 -- 1 out of 10(Dir-Del Tenney): Seriously bad movie about a mad doctor inhabiting an island called Voodoo Island initially trying to use venom to cure cancer but, of course, he starts using it on the natives and they start having a bad reaction(like they turn into zombies). And of course, the voodoo group on the island wants to sacrifice blond virgins ??, and the daughter of one of the doctors just happens to be one. A hunky athletic-type writer, played by William Joyce, is asked to go to this island to break out of his writing funk -- the publisher thinking he'll get inspired by the rumors about what's going on there. The "I can do everything" hunk upon arrival decides to try and rescue everyone and make everything right as well as write his novel. There are re-used sets, acknowledgments at the beginning of the movie to the companies who did product placements, and a lame title that doesn't really pertain to anything except to shock the audience. The makeup on the zombies is bad and there is a re-used plot borrowed from movies like "The Island of Dr. Moreau" complete with a bad guy who comes across way too nice at the beginning only to quickly become evil. It's fun once in a while to watch movies like this to wonder how it actually got made, and if the makers really had any intentions to do anything worthwhile or not. At least there are a few chuckles and the hopes that this will be covered on "Mystery Science Theatre 3000" for better chuckles but other than that this movie is pretty worthless.

Zombie also known as "I Eat Your Skin" is a low-budget, black and white, not-so-spectacular zombie-trudge from the mid-60's and though this movie bad in more ways than not, it's also quite entertaining at the same time, in fact much more so then it has a right to, so it's not all bad.

Things get started at the hotel in Miami that you see in the beginning of Goldfinger, where our handsome square-jawed hero (a romance novelist by trade) is entertaining bikini babes by the pool when suddenly an irate husband, quite humorously, interrupts their party. Exit hotel. Then after a short cab ride and a long flight we crash-land on the exotic shores of Voodoo Island! The cast of characters include the hero/romance novelist, some old guy (a literary agent or publisher or whatever) his blonde bimbo wife, a pair of toy dogs and the pilot. From this point on the movie is a trade-off between tropical settings, cheap sets and some of the lamest and tamest zombies ever put to screen and you know what - it's really all just fun and games.

What of the plot? The plot is very cleverly interwoven and tells an intricate tale, in fact it's so clever the whole film has a very pronounced Scooby-Doo'ish quality to it, from beginning to end they both boast a very similar feel and overall sensibility, plus it has that characteristic level of complexity that we're all so familiar with. "Oh! So heeeeee was the bad guy all along!". But it's not all bad, I like Scooby, maybe that's why this is so fun and likable. Also it must be said that there is some great calypso music to be heard here and the action scenes (if that's what you want to call them) are punctuated by a very effective combination of fuzz-tone guitar and primitive percussion, easily the best aspect of Zombie and I wish I had it on CD.

After watching it twice I can say that Zombie does modestly exceed my expectations in some respects, there's the aforementioned quality of it's music, plus it's cinematography is better than one would expect from something as obscure and forgotten as this. Also the films greyscale looks spot-on and is beautifully preserved in almost every shot which again is impressive considering the fact that this is just a crappy low-budget black and white movie from the 60's. And another thing, the sets, although they are indeed cheap looking they aren't anywhere near as bad as what you'd see, in say for instance an Ed Wood movie. No, this isn't quite on an Ed Wood level of badness, it's one step above and for that I'm grateful. I could say more, but I won't. Watch it. Have fun.

Conclusion: If there's on thing that everyone can agree upon it's the fact that Zombie is one laughably goofy movie. So bad movies CAN be good, in a way.....

Lastly, I couldn't recommend more highly that you see the Rifftrax version of Zombie - as it's funnier yet.

I bought the "Elvira" version of this movie.The zombies with eyes that looked like fried sunny side up eggs were hilarious.They didn't have to spend too much on make up or clothing either.There is plenty of action combined with bad acting.The tantalizing and brief skinny dipping female in the early part made it fun to watch.Pretty racy for 1964.I also like the old airplane on the beach.What was an old horror movie with out an airplane.?The girls are pretty and they place a lot of importance on finding a blond virgin.The cheesiness of it is what makes it worth the time.I would recommend this one.Especially if you are a Baby Boomer who was raised on these stinkers.It helps if you like Elvira too.

I don't think this movie is anywhere near as abysmal as most people think it is, when viewed in context of its time. William Joyce may be a sleazy, bare-chested, pompous ass, but that never stopped 007. And certainly the women in this film are no more irritating or useless than most "bond girls". Sorry if you're a fan of Bond movies but any franchise that so criminally wastes performers like Diana Rigg and Donald Pleasance doesn't rank high in my estimation.

The plot is pretty standard and typical drive-in fare. It must be noted that this appeared with its "twin (I Drink Your Blood) not just in drive ins but in a few "all-night spook shows", which were a combination of cheap thrills and laughs, and for this venue the movie was perfect.

Ultimately, the flaws being noted for this movie reflect the influence of the director, not the cast.

Sadly, no skin is eaten in "I Eat Your Skin," but that's still a much better title for this low budget stinkeroo than its alternate, "Zombies."

Filmed for what looks to be about five dollars, "Skin" tells the tale of a playboy writer who's whisked away by his agent to a jungle island where stories of strange going on abound, in the hopes that the writer will be inspired to compose his next bestseller. Once there, they find...you guessed it....freaked out zombies made so by some sort of scientific experiments being conducted by the wealthy man who lives on the island and serves as host to the writer and his posse.

The handsome but completely unknown (to me at least) actor William Joyce plays the writer and delivers some beefcake eye candy to the ladies in a couple of shirtless scenes. But there's not much of a compelling reason for the rest of us to watch, unless it's to make fun of a bad movie.

And oy vay does this movie do nothing for 1960s civil rights. All of the black people in the movie are either oogie-boogie savages, zombies, or zombie accomplices. Martin Luther King, please look the other way.

Grade: D

Standard formula fare that was double-billed in the drive-ins with I DRINK YOUR BLOOD, this one isn't nearly as gross as it's title suggests. I do like the opening tune by Lon Norman & his Orchestra. It sorta reminds me of the tiki lounge music Les Baxter was famous for.

Plane carrying a writer and his mentor/publisher and his wife land on an island in order to investigate accounts of zombies and voodoo sacrifices. There are black zombies running around with rotting faces and their eyelids half eaten away, leaving their eyeballs exposed. It's pretty funny-looking.

It seems someone is creating an indestructible zombie army using a formula invented by a professor (that's being held captive on the island, along with his daughter), so they can take over the earth.

Wow! What an original plot! (sic)

(laughs)

The print the Alpha Video DVD uses is pretty bad, along with this horribly predictable film that doesn't have much going for it beyond the exotic Coral Gables scenery.

Even K. Gordon Murray films have more going for them than this one, folks.

3 out of 10 and that's being generous

I never could really figure out what was supposed to be going on in this amiable little dust bunny of a film. I was glad to note in the IMDb description that the scientist was a cancer researcher. Now I know.....

I have a soft spot in my heart for this one, though I can't bring myself to rate it higher than a 1. Its utter lack of convincing characters, coupled with its lack of a coherent plot, wrecks the movie from the get-go, but who cares? I'm tempted to mark it down as a twisted black comedy. It leaves me laughing, at any rate.

i eat your skin(aka;voodoo blood bath)is a stinker from del Tenney who also gave us horror of party beach and curse of the living corpse. its a pitiful atomic zombie film,the zombies walk around with eyes that resemble fried eggs.the movie was released in 1971 but made in the late 1960's.on a double bill with i drink your blood.movie distributer jerry gross made that double feature happen.i eat your skin has zombies in it but they don't eat anyones skin,but they do kill.if you like so bad its good movies you won't like i eat your skin,i actually first seen this on creature features in the 70's as zombie,not to be confused by the Lucio fulci film of the same name.i eat your skin will make you sick, wasting about 80 minutes on a sinker with a cast of unknowns.William Joyce and heather Hewitt.what a mess of a movie.maybe if it was in color it would've been a little better.but i eat your skin stinks on ice.bloody awfull.1 out of 10.

This film was originally titled Zombie, but had its name changed to, I Eat Your Skin so it would pair better with I Drink Your Blood. Suffice to say, the zombies present in this film are the voodoo controlled zombies and not the flesh/brain eating variety; thus, we have what I consider to be the boring zombie. The one that meanders around, not looking for skin to eat, but rather it meanders around to do its master's bidding. I prefer the Romero zombies that stumble around wanting to take a chomp out of ya as do most people as these voodoo zombies are often just not nearly as fun.

The story has a guy sitting poolside, impressing the ladies with a story from one of the novels he has written. Apparently, his publisher comes and wants him to go with him to an island, to perhaps get inspiration for his next book. The island's name...Voodoo Island! Well, they land on this island that has no runway, which makes the fact they brought a plane a bit baffling. Once on the island, the author spies an attractive blonde and a zombie! He goes to her rescue, but then goes to a local who gets decapitated by the zombie! Something is going on and the person who invited them to the island does not seem to be willing to let the guests in on it!

It might of been a pretty good film if the zombies were the flesh eating type overrunning the island, but alas, these type were not around yet when this film was made. So instead of getting lots of attacks, instead, we get ceremonies being performed that last forever and dinner parties for us to witness and a blossoming romance between the author and the local girl on the island. There are a couple of attack scenes, but nothing all that great.

So, the film has no skin eating, but a few zombies, but less the living dead and more like the slow witted servant type. They do have a bit of a distinct look to them as their skin is flayed or something and they have big eyes. They can withstand gunfire too, but a good punch to the face still knocks em out for a bit. Suffice to say, you will be wanting Romero zombies as you watch this and you will wonder what is up with the blond woman named Carl!

A great late-night horror flick with action and comedy. I got it on DVD from a St. Claire 3-Disc collection called "The Living Dead".

It's a better than average directed (for a B-movie) tale with a swinging Voodoo-Lounge soundtrack, ghoulish zombies galore and a charismatic "wolf" lead character played brilliantly by the late William Joyce.

Some interesting trivia I've learned: Bill Joyce and the female lead, Heather Hewitt, had unwittingly done a scene in the water during a real life "multiple-large-sharks-spotted" scare. Director Del Tenney never told them about it when he later learned of it.

Interesting look at the cocktail culture in 1960s Miami in this one.

This movie's release-date title is "I Eat your Skin" which is a masterpiece of naming. I give it 10 stars for vintage kicks and William Joyce's cool persona! Must've been a fun actor be around.

In I EAT YOUR SKIN (aka: ZOMBIE), Uber-macho writer, Tom Harris (William Joyce), is pried away from his gaggle of fawning, bikini-clad fem-bots, long enough to take a trip to Voodoo Island.

Why?

It seems there's a mad scientist there who's working on a cure for cancer, using snake venom (!). Plus, there are zombies! And young, nubile voodoo dancers! Annnd, bongo drums!

So, why not?!

Harris is soon off for the island, accompanied by his agent, Duncan Fairchild (Dan Stapleton) and his unbelievably squeaky, utterly annoying wife, Coral (Betty Hyatt Linton). Oh, and Coral's poodle.

Within seconds after crash-landing, Tom spots his first bathing beauty! Shockingly, she's being stalked by a pop-eyed zombie! No, seriously, his eyes are basically two fried eggs! From here, things get a tad absurd. Thankfully, voodoo dancing and mad science merge to get us through!

If you enjoy hyper-schlock, especially the films of Del Tenney, then, nirvana is your destination! This brain-hammer is a personal favorite...