It does what it intends to - nothing more, nothing less. It doesn't do a marvelous job at it, but it delivers what was promised from the start: gore and blood, cannibalism, indigenous misconceptions and pretty landscapes. Its story falls too short (e.g., the main character purpose to accompany the group).
I thought the Hostel films reached for something interesting, even if they failed to achieve it. This doesn't even reach. It's the same formula repeated; a band of entitled & unlikable outsiders encounter a potentially dangerous foreign territory that they're too ignorant to understand. Roth aims to satirise the behaviour of the protagonists but instead demonises the indigenous "oddities." The filmmaking is terrible.
Roth attacks class based human society in this simultaneous take down of pseudo progressive liberalism of wealthy western elites, the exploitation of nature by the corporate powers, and conservative traditionalism represented in the native village. Kind of funny in the way it is similar to the south park episode but the cinema of this digs into everything to find the darkest of humor.
I had high hopes, but unfortunately, it's just okay. Roth is a smart guy—too smart for a simple homage—but unfortunately, that's about what you get here. Not really clever enough to break new ground and too conventional to rightly be a grindhouse film. Some strong gore for a mainstream release, but pales in comparison to the Lenzi and Deodato films Roth worships. The wonky, plodding script also dulls the edge a bit.
Ulteriore riconferma che Eli Roth non sia altro che un pallone gonfiato (artisticamente, beninteso). Green Inferno è l'ennesimo omaggio al bel cinema di una volta - nella fattispecie, al cannibalico italiano - e ne segue più o meno alla lettera il canovaccio, condendolo con una buona dose di autoconsapevole ironia. Il film è pure diverente, ok, ma a questo punto tantovale rivedersi i classici di cui sopra. Inutile.