Title: Poor quality thriller
Review: Also known as The Curse of Simba (no joke) and Lion Man, the Curse of the Voodoo is ridiculously worthless dreck that wouldn't scare my grandmother. While in Africa, big-game hunter Mike Stacey nabs himself a lion only to discover that a local tribe worships them as gods who immediately - yep, you guessed it - curse Stacey but good. (Isn't that always the way?) Anywho, it's not long before the creepy "going's on" begin, the only problem being that none of them are actually creepy. Apparently the tribal folk have cursed our hero with the flu or some such ailment, as he spends a large part of the movie wracked with feverish sweats. (If only it were dysentery). Pure nonsense and obviously not produced by Hammer, the studio responsible for the best of sixties British, fright-fests. The ignorant and arguably racist treatment of the African natives is particularly ugly. Avoid this flick at all costs, or you'll suffer the dreaded Curse of the Boredom.
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