A gorgeous production but a silly story and even sillier characters reminds me of such far out adventures as 1935's "She" and 1944's "Cobra Woman". There's also a bit of "Dracula's Daughter" in it as well as a great deal of influence of the German expressionism of the silent era. Bridgette Helm kept busy with this role in 1932, filming it three times in three different languages. She doesn't even really have all that much to do but act indignant when someone she fancies rebuffs her and she demands his life for his affrontarise to her.
The English language version of this film features John Stuart as the legionare in the desert who becomes the victim of her lusts, at first fascinated by waking up in Atlantis, but then horrified what he sees what he has woken up to. But even though he manages to get out of there, but George Conway in *Lost Horizon", he becomes obsessed with getting back.
The role of Helm's right hand man (Gibb McLaughlin I presume) is one of the most bizarre characters I've ever seen on film. A giggly fool on the surface, he is a creepy pervert as shown in scenes where can-can girls put on a show, and he is whispering sweet nothings in their ears. By the looks of him, you would think they would get immediately sick and get as far away from him as possible. But not on Atlantis I guess. Power must be nice when you're a troll. This is definitely a film that has to be seen for all of its bizarre ideas, but I would rather go far up north into the caves where Helen Gahagan ruled or into the tropics where Maria Montez did exotic dances with cobras.
The English language version of this film features John Stuart as the legionare in the desert who becomes the victim of her lusts, at first fascinated by waking up in Atlantis, but then horrified what he sees what he has woken up to. But even though he manages to get out of there, but George Conway in *Lost Horizon", he becomes obsessed with getting back.
The role of Helm's right hand man (Gibb McLaughlin I presume) is one of the most bizarre characters I've ever seen on film. A giggly fool on the surface, he is a creepy pervert as shown in scenes where can-can girls put on a show, and he is whispering sweet nothings in their ears. By the looks of him, you would think they would get immediately sick and get as far away from him as possible. But not on Atlantis I guess. Power must be nice when you're a troll. This is definitely a film that has to be seen for all of its bizarre ideas, but I would rather go far up north into the caves where Helen Gahagan ruled or into the tropics where Maria Montez did exotic dances with cobras.