Alan Curtis is a charter pilot who gets a request from mysterious French lady Micheline to charter his plane to take a party to a desert resort. His former boss at the FBI Jack Holt encourages him even more and to keep an eye out for strange goings on.
A combination of a muddled script and horrible editing makes this film almost incoherent. Curtis catches the eye of Evelyn Ankers on the plane and she's slightly engaged to Roland Varno. And wouldn't you know it Curtis has an ex-wife at the resort with Inez Cooper. She's one cagey woman and has the best part in this bad independent film.
It's all about uranium folks that's a lot of miles away from the desert resort in fact at some isolated Pacific atoll. Somebody has a map, everybody wants it.
Even Hoot Gibson shows up as the local sheriff.
It's a cinematic mess.
A combination of a muddled script and horrible editing makes this film almost incoherent. Curtis catches the eye of Evelyn Ankers on the plane and she's slightly engaged to Roland Varno. And wouldn't you know it Curtis has an ex-wife at the resort with Inez Cooper. She's one cagey woman and has the best part in this bad independent film.
It's all about uranium folks that's a lot of miles away from the desert resort in fact at some isolated Pacific atoll. Somebody has a map, everybody wants it.
Even Hoot Gibson shows up as the local sheriff.
It's a cinematic mess.