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I'll start by saying this episode, at least to my eyes and ears, was a lot of fun and only a slight comedown from the first two eps. The bookseller was underdeveloped, sure, and I kept waiting for a scene in which all those specimens in jars came to life and started either singing or chanting. That didn't happen. But,

"Harold makes this point laughably clear when, in the last scene, he ponders 'I wonder who the real cannibals are,' though Deodato condemns his story’s filmmakers (and the execs who want to broadcast their footage) even as he himself perpetrates the exact same sort of cinematic exploitation with Cannibal Holocaust.

Here's one no one ever mentions: J. Geils Band's "Love Stinks" & Huey Lewis and the News' "Power of Love." Slow down that signature keyboard part from the beginning of the Huey Lewis song, and it's exactly the chorus of the (earlier) J. Geils Band song. It's even in the same key. So Huey gets no sympathy from me in