Fruity, cockeyed yarn about expedition searching for, and finding, fabled Atlantis. The expedition is the French Foreign Legion. Atlantis is in the middle of the Sahara! Ruling the lost kingdom is a beautiful, ageless, sexually voracious queen. Most of the citizenry act as guards or as dancers. (No TV, no reading material, dancing is the main entertainment,) The music score is intrusive and distracting, and bulk of the acting is histrionic. Who cares? Queen Antinea wears skin tight or sheer as can be outfits. Plays chess with the men folk, leads them to her yawning conch shell bed, and drains their mojo, till their ain't no wick in the stick. Along with provocative costumes, is the $5.00 set design. Cinematographer Karl Struss filled the flick with phallic imagery. Candlesticks, chessmen, marble columns, even the omnipresent masked, turbaned guards. Bad film but a fun one.
Review of Siren of Atlantis
