a guilty pleasure for sure!
I am a big fan of the ape woman movies Captive Wild Woman, Jungle Woman, and Jungle Captive. This time Acquanetta is absent from the monkeying around... but we get Rondo!! I love these movies!

Junkle Craptive
Iým sorry. I hate to say it, because I am a Universal Monsters junkie. But this is the nadir of Universalýs horror output. It is much more like a PRC cheapie than one from Universal.
A budget *slightly* bigger than PRC might have employed is evident, but hardly anything monster-related happens until the last five minutes. And then itýs a predictable 'so-what?'. Jungle Captive is something of a police procedural, when it doesnýt just consist of IOWA (Idiots Out Wandering Around).
The cast includes no one of note, which also hurts a great deal. Rondo Hatton as a movieýs marquee draw is not the stuff of which Hollywood classics are made. So we are left with the pulchritude of Vicki Lane (prettier even than Acquanetta but without even her acting abilities), and she is covered in black fur sometimes (but not often, and not until late). Jungle Captive's molasses-like narrative is beyond the capacity of her finely-formed features to save.
There were problems with each of the first two movies in the Ape Woman trilogy (Captive Wild Womanýs stock footage and Jungle Womanýs leaps in logic and inability to better copy Lewtonýs formula), but they retain a great deal of silly charm all the same. This one is just plain dull.
Horror was for all intents and purposes dead and buried, until the nuclear age spawned new terrors for damsels to be carried off by. (Woo-hoo!! Giant spiders!!!)
(Did I use enough parentheses in this review?)
P.S. I'm really very sorry. Please don't revoke my Universal Monsters Club Card.

Attack of the "B" People.
This is the final entry in the "Ape-Woman" trilogy from Universal's fright factory. To nobody's surprise, this isn't cinematic art. As a thriller with a modest budget, it serves the purpose. The dark-eyed Acquanetta is gone, and Vicky Lane replaces her as Paula Dupree, the woman with the simian alter-ego. (As if anyone knows Vicky Lane). In a smart move, one of our favorite "B" people, Rondo Hatton, is present as Moloch, Stendahl's assistant. Hatton suffered from a disfiguring bone disease, and he played horror roles without makeup. He is the brute killer with a yen for the attractive young woman the insane Stendahl (Otto Kruger) uses as a captive blood donor to pump the inert Ape-Woman full of human blood. The Ape-Woman is revived and dreadful death ensues amid typical '40s cliches. The spooky fright makeup appears in several scenes. The hirsute she-beast is truly a shambling nightmare. Classic horror fans will have fun with the quasi-werewolf story combined with Frankenstein elements. Serious collectors of classic horror need this one. Don't think about it, just enjoy the nonsense. ;-)

Low grade horror film
This is a low grade horror film so bad it's entertaining. Last of the Paula the ape woman trilogy it's not as dull as "Jungle Woman" and not as mechanical or loaded with stock shots as is "Captive Wild Woman" One of my guilty pleasures.