More Jungle Jim silliness had him searching for football hero Bob Waterfield. Komodo dragons, men in Woolworth Halloween costumes and other assorted ridiculousness pad out this programmer, the seventh in a series. It's like an edited 1930's serial with a fat Tarzan without the loincloth, an adorable chimp and a brave but vulnerable to danger photographer (Sheila Ryan) on the hunt for the missing football hero and finding much more. An evil leader (Lyle Talbot) sends out men in cheap five and dime skeleton outfits to do his evil bidding, a plot twist that comes out of nowhere and has little impact on the plot other than for some violent native attacks and explosions.
The Saturday matinée kiddy crowd went crazy for these types of films that aren't at all challenging, yet filled with action, adventure, unnecessary romance and silly humor. The bad guys are one dimensional, Wakefield a handsome athlete (yet a lousy actor) and the animals either manipulated to be easy to defeat or just so darned adorable. When Ryan dones a sarong, it sets series lead Johnny Weismueller up for more unconditional romance that will end upon the film's closing titles. Cheesy fun, especially with two magnified lizards fighting and a later stock shot of a giant octopus duking it out with a great white shark. Every now and then, I'll return to these for a passable time filler that you'll never catch on anybody's "best of" list.
The Saturday matinée kiddy crowd went crazy for these types of films that aren't at all challenging, yet filled with action, adventure, unnecessary romance and silly humor. The bad guys are one dimensional, Wakefield a handsome athlete (yet a lousy actor) and the animals either manipulated to be easy to defeat or just so darned adorable. When Ryan dones a sarong, it sets series lead Johnny Weismueller up for more unconditional romance that will end upon the film's closing titles. Cheesy fun, especially with two magnified lizards fighting and a later stock shot of a giant octopus duking it out with a great white shark. Every now and then, I'll return to these for a passable time filler that you'll never catch on anybody's "best of" list.