CommentsXp Best movie ever!

Mabel Munoz Just intense enough to provide a much-needed diversion, just lightweight enough to make you forget about it soon after it’s over. It’s not exactly “good,” per se, but it does what it sets out to do in terms of putting us on edge, which makes it … successful?

Ezmae Chang This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

Nicole I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

zardoz-13 There is nothing savage about the jungle cutie that lip-stick wearing Rochelle Hudson plays in this publicity stunt of a movie. Contrived from start to finish, this adventure in the African jungle is low-budget hokum. A big game trapper, Jim Franklin (Walter Byron of "British Agent"), agrees to take an alcoholic millionaire, Arnold Stitch (Harry Myers of "City Lights") on a safari, so the latter can bring some beasts to stock a zoo on his sprawling estate. While Franklin is inclined to treat Stitch with something less than respect, Stitch's friends warn him that there is more to the man than appears. Together, Franklin and Stitch set sail for the dark continent. The British cabbie who delivers them at dockside observes that he has never been to Africa and that he wishes he could go. The next thing you know, they are unloading his cab and himself on the dock in Africa. Before the tipsy millionaire leaves America, he buys a box of white mice to find out if elephants are frightened of them. Once they arrive in Africa, Franklin introduces Myers to a cohort, Erich Vernuth (Adolph Milar of "The Perils of Pauline"), and they set out to lay traps. No sooner have they left civilization behind than they encounter the 'white goddess' (Rochelle Hudson of "Rebel Without A Cause") as she is petting animals in the jungle. She attracts the attention of Franklin and company when she releases the lion that they have trapped. The conflict starts when Vernuth gets fresh with 'the Girl,' and Franklin runs him off. The jealous Vernuth stirs up a tribe of headhunters, and they capture Franklin and tie him up to a stake. Stitch comes to his rescue, and Franklin whips Vernuth in a fair fight. Our eponymous heroine barely knows how to speak English, and she learns her first few words from Franklin. The miracle is that this babe could have survived as long as they did. She is dressed in a one-piece leopard outfit that doesn't look like it has spent a day in the sun, and her hair is immaculate. No, she doesn't look like she has spent a day, much less a lifetime in the jungle. If you're expecting a hellcat, you'll be disappointed. The only thing that 'the Girl' knows how to do is scream when she is attacked. Truly, she qualifies as a damsel-in-distress. I guess that I was expecting more from "Batman" director Harry Fraser and scenarist Brewster Morse. Sadly, "The Savage Girl" doesn't even deliver camp. Despite looking sexy in her outfit, 'the Girl' isn't an interesting character.

wes-connors "An eccentric millionaire with a fondness for the drink hires a famous African explorer to organize an expedition to the jungles of the Dark Continent. This strange expedition in search of animals to stock the millionaire's private zoo includes a German big game hunter and a London cabbie with his cab to transport the millionaire in the jungle. Once the expedition arrives and they begin their hunt, they find their efforts to capture any animals are being thwarted by a mysterious white jungle girl," according to the DVD sleeve's synopsis.Cheap "jungle girl" fantasy, with beautiful and exotic Rochelle Hudson (as "The White Goddess") far too over-dressed (in a one-piece leopard suit) for today's tastes. The camera finds her legs lovingly, though these shots must have been sexier before the film hit the cutting room. Veteran "Biograph" player Harry Myers (as Amos P. Stitch) has a terrific role as the perpetually intoxicated sidekick for hero Walter Byron (as Jim Franklin). Out to see if elephants are afraid of mice, Mr. Myers' decently played drunk steals the show.**** The Savage Girl (12/5/32) Harry Fraser ~ Walter Byron, Rochelle Hudson, Harry Myers

JohnHowardReid The usually ultra-demure Rochelle Hudson, of all people, stars in this pleasing fantasy as a female Tarzan. She swings through the jungle on vines, her companions are animals (including, of course, a friendly chimp), and her English vocabulary is limited to four or five words. Like her male counterpart, she wears an abbreviated skin costume—and absolutely delicious she looks too! No-one will blame the rather staid hero, Walter Byron, for falling for her. (I would carry her off myself). Naturally, the heavy is smitten too and that inevitably leads to a plot complication that is not entirely unforeseen. However, help is on the way through the agency of an eccentric millionaire whose besetting vice is liquor rather than lust, so the story finally works out—via all the customary jungle thrills (which allow for a not unexpected bit of action from an over-sized ape)—just fine and dandy!From the above remarks, you may have received the impression that The Savage Girl offers little more entertainment than your average, routine Poverty Row yarn. That idea needs considerable adjustment. This effort lifts its game with some bizarre features that almost place it in the connoisseur category. The Harry Myers character is unusual in that (as with his similar characterization in Chaplin's City Lights), he is a main, indeed a key player, not just a comic drunk on the sidelines. Here, however, unlike the 1931 Chaplin-scripted millionaire, he is never sober. Never! His constant, half-sloshed, spur-of-the-moment eccentricities not only set the story in motion but give rise to several really outlandish plot devices, most notably the introduction of a London taxi-cab as a means of transportation in the African jungle! (And is it really Ted Adams, the fiendish heavy of Song of the Gringo, who plays the cabbie with such a winningly comic nonchalance?)Acting honors fall naturally to Miss Hudson, though Harry Myers, Ted Adams and "Oscar" are not far behind. All four are most appealing.Edward Kull, later to co-direct and co-photograph the 1935 New Adventures of Tarzan, has contributed the expert cinematography. Director Harry L. Fraser, who handled some real clunkers both before and since, has risen to the occasion nobly. After a slow, static beginning (doubtless designed to allow cinema latecomers to find their seats), the pace picks up a treat and it's to Fraser's credit that, despite many opportunities offered by the screenplay's weird elements, he never allows the proceedings to tip right over into a knockabout farce or even a heavy-handed spoof—though doubtless viewers who are determined to find The Savage Girl ultra-campy will do so. In any case, by the humble standards of Poverty Row, direction must be rated as "polished", and production values chalked up as remarkably lavish.

Gary Imhoff African explorer Jim Franklin is hired by perpetual drunkard and eccentric millionaire Amos P. Stitch on a whim, to capture animals to stock a private zoo on his Westchester estate. On the way to Africa they pick up a London cabbie and his cab to drive Stitch on the safari, and in Africa they hire Alex Bernouth, a German jungle guide, and Oscar, a Harlemite who wants to get back to New York.Their expedition is observed by The White Goddess, a white jungle girl who warns the animals against being captured and releases the animals they do capture. They catch her by luring her with a shiny object -- a hand mirror -- and the expected complications ensue. Meanwhile, Stitch conducts an experiment with an imported white mouse to see whether elephants in the wild are really afraid of mice.Low-budget writer, director, and producer Harry L. Fraser worked on a number of similar jungle, gorilla, and white-orphans-raised-by-animals pictures from the 1920's through the 1940's, but none of the others had Rochelle Hudson swinging from vines. This may have been a cut-rate, opposite-sex version of Tarzan the Ape Man, which was made the same year, but it's fun on its own terms.