James L. Wolcott's The Wild Women of Wongo feels like it was genetically engineered to be the most non-politically correct film ever made. The fact that it doesn't have a minstrel show routine or an army of buck-toothed chinamen can only be attributed to its measly budget and brief run-time. Here's the set-up: there are two "tribes" of "islanders." The first tribe, the Wongo, has beautiful women and ugly men. The Goona, on the other hand, have beautiful men and ugly women. Of course, the "ugly" men are all physically-chiseled and are identified as "ugly" because they appear to have flour in their hair. And the "ugly" women are all stereotyped as either obese, lanky, or emotionally shrill. The "plot" concerns the two tribes coming together to fight off the advances of a race of murderous ape men. But the Wongo women accidentally insult their tribal "god," a plastic model of a crocodile, and so undergo a lengthy ordeal where they must sacrifice one of their number to the gods. This sub-plot dominates much of the film and provides many of its most unintentionally hilarious scenes. Which was your favorite? Mine was the Wongo woman wrestling a plastic crocodile in a swimming pool. Ed Wood would be so proud. Honestly, the reason why I'm not giving The Wild Women of Wongo a lower score is because despite its complete incompetence, it is a genuinely fun movie to watch. It is so stupid, so blatantly offensive, and so utterly ridiculous that it is impossible not to watch with a smile on your face. If they ever revive Mystery Science Theater 3000, this needs to be the film they feature on the first episode.
2/10
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