"Bad Touch, BAD TOUCH!"

Film: The Woman Eater (1958)

Alias: None

Type: Natural

Location: Jungle/Civilized area

Height/Weight: Slightly larger than an average human.

Affiliation: Neutral

Summary: Resurrecting the dead + scientists = Just about everything going wrong one way or another. And to make matters worse, this scientist couldn't afford to use any dead people. He needed them raw and alive. Why? He had a giant rebirth-elixir producing plant to feed.

History: Deep in the Amazon, a group of Incan offshoots worshipped a carnivorous plant they called the Juju. By sacrificing young women, this plant would produce an elixir that could resurrect the dead. Naturally, civilization caught on to this, and a scientist managed to get the plant (and a native) for himself so that he could find the key to scientific infamy. As in, he'd have to lure a bunch of women to their deaths.

Notable Kills: Nothing special.

Final Fate: After his experiments turn out all for naught due to the natives telling him only half the truth about the Juju (only the body comes to life, not the mind), the scientist flies into a rage and lights the plant on fire. His native assistant can only look in horror as his idol is engulfed in flames.

Powers/Abilities: Nothing to benefit itself. Once it devours a woman, it develops an elixir that brings the dead to life. Only problem, it's a state of living death, like voodoo.

Weakness: Anything conventional.

Scariness Factor: 1.5-Despite its religious importance, the Juju looks and acts like a pathetic sack of 80s rocker hair and stumpy little limbs.

Trivia: -Plants do hold religious significance in some cultures, mostly in Asia, such as the Bodhi Tree, which was said to be the tree Buddha slept under to gain enlightenment.

-When you think about it for too long, this film did the plot of "Little Shop of Horrors" before that film even existed.

Image Gallery

So, we can't feed Miley Cyrus to it? Well, crap.
She just saw Evil Dead before this.

SEE the hilarious flailing of the creature's arms!

Fetish fuel? Maybe. Fetish retardent? Yes.
Hey, at least it isn't the tree with the acorn that fell on Chicken Little.

He just really sucks at hugs.

Johnny's inevitable reaction when Plank finally has to burn for his crimes.