You don't watch these movies for art. You watch them for far-fetched adventure, stock footage of wild elephants, tigers, various breeds of monkeys and large snakes. Hopefully there will be some human interaction with at least the elephants, and here, there are. There's also Sabu, the original jungle boy, and still calling himself such. He's wearing very little, but has muscled up and widened in the chest area, and still covered up around the waste, basically wearing nothing but a diaper.
He's also still subservient and devoted to serving the white man, doing everything that exploring doctor David Bruce asks him to do, then barking orders at Kumar (Hawaiian born Robert Canal), a lower sect native whom he has several fights with. The plot surrounds the existence of a burning rock that has burnt several natives, and Bruce wants to examine it for whatever value he can find in it to aide humanity. The stock footage is aided by joined with well put together outdoor sets with lots of fake plants and trees to add to "reality".
The film begins to drag with the abundance of stock footage, little dialog, and the repetitive music heard over and over again. The future moon queen ("Missile to the Moon") and soap actress K. T. Stevens comes on half way through as a doctor sent from London to followup on the mission, a secondary character that doesn't really seem necessary. It's cheap looking in special effects, a plane crash poorly done, and definitely stretched out to a bizarrely lengthy 80 minutes. Even a kiddie matinee audience would find this cumbersome, no matter how many elephants they bring on.
He's also still subservient and devoted to serving the white man, doing everything that exploring doctor David Bruce asks him to do, then barking orders at Kumar (Hawaiian born Robert Canal), a lower sect native whom he has several fights with. The plot surrounds the existence of a burning rock that has burnt several natives, and Bruce wants to examine it for whatever value he can find in it to aide humanity. The stock footage is aided by joined with well put together outdoor sets with lots of fake plants and trees to add to "reality".
The film begins to drag with the abundance of stock footage, little dialog, and the repetitive music heard over and over again. The future moon queen ("Missile to the Moon") and soap actress K. T. Stevens comes on half way through as a doctor sent from London to followup on the mission, a secondary character that doesn't really seem necessary. It's cheap looking in special effects, a plane crash poorly done, and definitely stretched out to a bizarrely lengthy 80 minutes. Even a kiddie matinee audience would find this cumbersome, no matter how many elephants they bring on.