Macumba Love is a 1960 American adventure horror film directed and co-produced by Douglas Fowley and written by Norman Graham. The film stars Walter Reed, Ziva Rodann, William Wellman Jr., June Wilkinson and Ruth de Souza. The film centers on a writer who arrives on a South American island in order to finish his book on cult beliefs only to find that the local Voodoo Queen has other plans for him.
J. Peter Wells, an expos writer, arrives on an island off the coast of South America, to complete a book on voodoo, ju-ju, macumba, mojo and other cult beliefs, which he believes are responsible for unsolved murders on this island. Wealthy landowner Venis de Vias warns him against stirring up the natives, especially any efforts to lessen the prestige of the reigning Voodoo Queen Mama Rata-loi. The arrival of Wells' daughter, Sara, and her husband, Warren, on a honeymoon trip, starts the pot boiling and making the natives restless, along with Queen Mama Rata-loi, who wants Warren and his friends (including Peter) to satisfy her own sexual appetite and blood lust.
On his website Fantastic Movie Musings and Ramblings, Dave Sindelar noted the film's lively score, effective voodoo sequences and shock moments, but criticized the film's acting as "uneven".[1] TV Guide awarded the film one out of five stars, offering similar criticism towards the film's acting, calling the film "Fairly tedious".[2]
First, the good: It has an exotic location (Brazil) and some very catchy calypso songs evidently written for the film. It features "The World's Most Photographed (nude) Model" of the late 1950s, June Wilkinson. Macumba Love also gives us Ziva Rodann, one of the first Israeli actresses to ever appear in American films. It also has some genuinely creepy scenes, including an eye-gouging that would look at home in a Fulci film and a nifty human-into-serpent passage.
Legendary pin-up model June Wilkinson ( "the most photographed nude in America"), seemingly occupying an entirely different movie from the one where the main plot unfolds, shimmies about in a tight skirt a couple of times in between hyper exoticized ersatz voodoo rituals overseen by legendary Brazilian actress Ruth de Souza, while the less-than-legendary Walter Reed combats the supernatural menace she poses by haplessly preaching the virtues of rationalism to anyone bored enough to listen. Might be slightly better in a print that's not decayed into a pinkish brown murk, though I bet not better enough to make a difference to anyone aside from blonde bombshell cultists hoping to worship at Ms. Wilkinson's buxom altar.
Despite the great poster, this is a hammy, stale melodrama/love triangle set on a tropical island where June Wilkinson moans about her new husband. Not much voodoo and most of the horror comes from Wilkinson's acting. Mis-directed by the great Douglas Fowley.
If I could give negative stars I would, this was the worst thing I've ever sat through and as much as I was entertained at some points it was ruined by the end. I wanted that stupid white guy to die so badly but no the cops have to roll up in their hippie van and start shooting out the windows. How that was supposed to be a satisfying ending is beyond me. I would take back watching this if I knew the absolute agony that would be bestowed upon me after finishing this so called "movie".
"We communicate the passing of Rita Lee, in her home, in So Paulo, late last night, surrounded by all the love of her family, as she always wanted," shared Lee's official social media channels, translated from Portuguese. "In this moment of deep sadness, the family is thankful for everyone's affection and love." Her cause of death was not disclosed. In 2021, the artist was diagnosed with lung cancer and went into remission last year.
Rita Lee Jones de Carvalho was born Dec. 31, 1947, in So Paulo to an American Brazilian father and Brazilian mother of Italian descent. Music was an early part of her life, including piano lessons with Magda Tagliaferro. Still a teen, Lee formed Os Mutantes in 1966 with Arnaldo Baptista and Srgio Dias. Inspired by The Beatles and the emerging Tropiclia movement in So Paulo, Os Mutantes' psychedelic music included fuzzed-out freak outs underscored by carnivalesque orchestrations, found sounds and pan-Latin rhythms.
''The bottom line is that we were light-years ahead of everyone else,'' Lee told the New York Times in 2001. ''We were so innocent back then that we weren't even fully aware of what we were doing, and that gave our music a tremendous honesty. Everything we did was spontaneous and natural in a way that is simply not possible today, and I think that people have come to value that and respond to it passionately.''
As fans lined up at the Planetarium at Ibirapuera Park for a public wake, tributes have poured in. "Comadre Rita, Anibal, cabrinha, caprichosa capricorniana, amiga," tweeted Gil. "Rest, my sister. I love you."
Baptista credits Lee for the "circus feel" of Os Mutantes, including its humor, costumes and instruments played, like the theremin. Even the current president of Brazil, Luiz Incio Lula da Silva, declared three days of mourning and called Lee "one of the greatest and most brilliant names in Brazilian music."
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