Gene delivers horses to a diamond mine in, where else, but darkest Africa.
The only thing I can figure is that some careless studio secretary got the pages of an Autry western mixed up with a Tarzan script. How else to explain the lunacy of our cowboy heroes meeting up with an "ooga-booga" tribe of witch-doctors in darkest Africa. Somehow, it's weirdly entertaining since you don't know what sort of craziness comes next—gorillas, lions, or flame- throwers. There're a number of good bits even if the premise is wacko— some tuneful songs, the charming Cabin Kids, plus Burnette and Hodgins doing their amusing bits, including a crash-bang finale. I'm just wondering how many ticket-buyers in 1936 left the theater wondering if their maps had gotten Texas all wrong. Oh well, like the movie or not, it sure isn't your typical matinée fare.
The only thing I can figure is that some careless studio secretary got the pages of an Autry western mixed up with a Tarzan script. How else to explain the lunacy of our cowboy heroes meeting up with an "ooga-booga" tribe of witch-doctors in darkest Africa. Somehow, it's weirdly entertaining since you don't know what sort of craziness comes next—gorillas, lions, or flame- throwers. There're a number of good bits even if the premise is wacko— some tuneful songs, the charming Cabin Kids, plus Burnette and Hodgins doing their amusing bits, including a crash-bang finale. I'm just wondering how many ticket-buyers in 1936 left the theater wondering if their maps had gotten Texas all wrong. Oh well, like the movie or not, it sure isn't your typical matinée fare.