Evengyny
Thanks for the memories!
NekoHomey
Purely Joyful Movie!
Exoticalot
People are voting emotionally.
JohnHowardReid
Director: ROBERT D. WEBB. Screenplay: Jack Andrews, Leonard Praskins. Additional dialogue: Nicholas Ray. Adapted by W. Scott Darling from the 1933 novel "Murder in Trinidad" by John W. Vandercook. Photography: Clyde De Vinna. Film editor: John McCafferty. Art directors: Lyle Wheeler and George Dudley. Set decorators: Thomas Little, Fred J. Rode. Costumes: Bonnie Cashin. Make-up: Ben Nye. Music director: Emil Newman. Dialogue director: Nicholas Ray. Special photographic effects: Fred Sersen. Assistant director: Eli Dunn. Sound recording: Harry M. Leonard, George Leverett. Producer: William Girard.Copyright 13 June 1945 by 20th Century-Fox Film Corp. New York opening at the Victoria: 19 August 1945. U.K. release: 19 November 1945. Australian release: 1 November 1945. 5,832 feet. 65 minutes.SYNOPSIS: A former Brooklyn cop now works as special investigator who is assigned by an oil company to find out what happened to a team of geologists who were sent to the islands of the Caribbean in search of oil deposits.NOTES: Third re-make of Vandercook's novel, originally filmed by Fox under its original title in 1934 with Nigel Bruce as the detective, up against Victor Jory and Heather Angel. And then in 1939, the book served as the basis for "Mr Moto on Danger Island". COMMENT: Dialogue of incredible banality ("Smith's assistant has been murdered!"-"Great Scott!"), for the most part poorly acted (with the notable exception of Roy Roberts' soft-spoken villain). Good production values fortunately lift the film up a fair bit, thanks especially to fine photographic work from DeVinna and smooth direction from Robert D. Webb, whose first film this is. What a pity he had to work with such unpromising material - and with a cast that knew it!
magicshadows-90098
The setting is a remote Caribbean island. Governor McCracken (Roy Gordon) hires a famous American detective to find out why a number of an oil company explorers have gone missing. The head of policing, Colonel Lane (William Forrest), believes there is an uninhabitable area and the missing men were merely lost in the quick sand. The detective, Smith (James Dunn), arrives and he suggests the bullet hole in his hat means there is a real mystery here.Smith's partner is murdered and now even Colonel Lane is willing to believe they have a mystery on their hands. Smith believes that someone in power on the island is behind it all. So he places his trust in McCracken's son (Edward Ryan), and the two probe the inner uninhabitable area of the island. They uncover a vast production company, that is searching the swamps for gold doubloons buried by pirates many years ago. They also come across a scattering of corpses which suggests the men excavating the swamp with do anything to keep the production secret.Smith and McCracken's son are captured. Can the wily detective outwit his captors? Can Smith learn the mastermind behind it all? It's all pulled off in a very pleasing way. The sets are rather weak but the actors and the plot are pleasing. The film really benefits from Dunn's performance as the seemingly dopey but ultimate wise Brooklyn sleuth. A minor disappointment was the finale, where the mastermind is revealed. Ultimately a fun hour at the movies.
mark.waltz
Individual groups of explorers are disappearing in the swamps of the Caribbean, having gone in search of a supposed man-made island where a mysterious community has been growing. The audience learns this after hearing bullet shots which supposedly mean that the two most recent visitors have been dispatched of right after their supposedly charming host has promised to meet them later for a sophisticated dinner and for cocktails. It's now up to former Brooklyn "flat foot" (James Dunn) to find out why this has been happening, and in just over an hour, this late World War II movie from 20th Century Fox explores just that. In the meantime, the audience must wonder-are these hiding Nazi's? Treasure seekers? Cult members? Infiltraters from MGM? Men in alligator skins? Starting off slowly, this adventure picks up speed when James Dunn comes into the picture, giving that good old irreverent commentary associated with the no-nonsense persona of the typical tough Brooklyn-ese persona. Hollywood's stereotypical New Yorkers can usually stand up to any foe whether it be man, alien or amphibian. The action builds to an exciting climax but the explanation of what's behind all this mayhem is ultimately a let-down. This is minus the color and camp of the Maria Montez/Jon Hall/Sabu adventure yarns made around the same time at Universal, and fake jungle sets make it clear that this was the bottom of the barrel of 20th's "B" second half of double bills. Still, there's camp to be found in the ironic casting of Dunn in this film, having played the father in an Oscar nominated performance in Fox's now classic "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn".
