Pluskylang Great Film overall

Huievest Instead, you get a movie that's enjoyable enough, but leaves you feeling like it could have been much, much more.

BeSummers Funny, strange, confrontational and subversive, this is one of the most interesting experiences you'll have at the cinema this year.

Fleur Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

Uriah43 "Pete Mason" (Sonny Tufts) is a wharf rat who does whatever he can just to make ends meet. So when a pretty woman named "Ricki Andre" (Mary Munday) comes along and offers him a job sailing with her to find some lost gold in the Caribbean he reluctantly accepts her offer. As luck would have it, the captain of this particular sailboat Ricki has chartered is an old adversary of Pete who goes by the name of "Kirk Ellis" (Tom Monroe). Accordingly, as soon as Pete learns of this he realizes that this is definitely not going to be a pleasure cruise. Anyway, rather than reveal any more of the movie I will just say that this is a low-grade B-movie made in the 50's which some viewers may not find that entertaining. Yet, in spite of the low production values, less-than-stellar acting and footage that appeared to be taken straight out of a "National Geographic" documentary I still found it somewhat enjoyable due in large part to the interesting story. However, having said that I would be less than honest to rate it higher than I have--and even then I may have been a bit too generous. Slightly below average.

Woodyanders Snooty secretary Ricki Andre (tartly played by Mary Munday) hires scrappy dockside bum Pete Mason (an engagingly scruffy portrayal by brawny Sonny Tufts) to help her find a million dollar gold treasure that's hidden on a Caribbean island. Complications ensure when Ricki and Pete encounter a voodoo cult on said island. Competently directed by Tom Gries (who also wrote the compact script), this 62 minute quickie offers up all the expected endearingly hokey pulp cinema clichés in reasonably entertaining and straightforward manner: We've got a fierce storm, rough'n'tumble fisticuffs, hostile natives, and a last reel attack by a boa constrictor. Domingo Rodrigues' lively score and Bert I. Gordon's vibrant color cinematography are both up to speed. The cast goes to town on the familiar formula material: Tom Monroe sneers it up nicely as gruff sea captain Kirk Ellis, Don Blackman glowers effectively as fearsome bald hulk Jacques, and Tufts brings a winning blend of brash humor and raw energy to his role. The footage of the Haitians performing a voodoo ceremony gives this picture a dash of tangy exotic flavor. However, the often sluggish pacing, a teeming surplus of rather tedious talk, and the meandering narrative make this movie a bit of a chore to sit through. That said, this flick overall qualifies as an enjoyable enough romp all the same.

howells All of the reviews I've read here talk about this being Bert I. Gordon's first film, but he just photographed it (badly) and the real person of interest here should be Tom Gries, who went on to be a decent journeyman director with a lot of years in TV under his belt before he directed feature films starring Charlton Heston, Raquel Welch, and others. Plus, one of his most notable films was "Helter Skelter", the Charles Manson story made for TV and quite good for its kind. So, knowing all this I kept thinking throughout this movie that with a bigger budget and a better cast, it could have been a passable adventure story of the kind that was very popular in the 1950s. Instead of Sonny Tufts and Mary Munday (not Rosalind Hayes in the female lead as has been erroneously stated here), think Robert Mitchum and Jane Russell, or Gary Cooper and Rita Hayworth, or Clark Gable and Ava Gardner, etc. An A cast like that and a better script, and of course better cinematography and musical score, and you would have something worth watching. Instead we have something so inept on every level that it was painful to watch. The numerous scenes of Sonny Tufts with his shirt off were hilarious, not to mention the supposedly swimsuit-worthy body of Mary Munday. Now as for Gordon's contribution: it looked like a travelogue, complete with travelogue background music, that I kept getting the impression someone took some home movies of a Haitian vacation and tried to make a movie out of it with lots of filler. At least the pain only lasted for 62 minutes.

manos This is Bert I. Gordon's rookie outing in the world of film making. Known to his fans as "Mr. B.I.G." not only because of his initials, but for using rear screen projections of various living creatures throughout his long movie career. Sadly, this film doesn't have his trademark style.Partially narrated from Sonny Tuft's point-of-view, the movie's plot is very familiar and very "old hat". Sonny Tuft looks like a cross between the Skipper and his little buddy from Gilligan's Island. Rosalind Hayes is very stiff and unconvincing as an actress. Her performance reeks of being that of a Junior High School's drama club student. There is no romantic chemistry between Tufts and Hayes, although she must have spent more time in a science lab than on the school's cafeteria stage.You get plenty of footage from a real Haitian voodoo ceremony. Too much footage. Go get yourself a snack when you hear the bongo drums and chanting. Or fashion a doll of Rosalind Hayes thus using pins in a more productive aspect than plunging them into your eyes after the first half-hour.The biggest let down is the snake of Serpent Island. When you see Mr. B.I.G.'s name on the video box you're thinking "Man, I bet he used a cobra and made it look like it's as long as a football field!". The title monster is nothing more than your everyday, garden variety boa constrictor. And not a very big one at that. I did find myself perked up a bit once the snake started to wrap itself around Ms. Hayes' neck, though.Unless you're a completist fan of Mr. Bert I. Gordon, you should skip this offering. There is nothing notable about this movie other than being his first foray onto the silver screen. You're better off jumping straight to his second picture "KING DINOSAUR". That was the true beginning for Mr. B.I.G.!