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Sylvia Walton of Harlem inherits a Jamaican banana plantation and returns to manage it. Since her arrival, there's been no sign of her disinherited half-sister Isabelle, who ran the plantation until their father's death. But Sylvia, her two rival suitors, and her comic- relief servant Percy are disturbed by the constant, growing sound of drums. Meanwhile, in hiding, Isabelle schemes to regain her former place by manipulating local 'obeah' superstition. All-black cast. Written by
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Like the other releases from Sack Amusement, this film featured an "all colored cast" and was booked into theaters that catered almost exclusively to black audiences. See more »
When Isabelle Walton (Nina Mae McKinney) tells Percy Jackson (Hamtree Harrington) that she is transferring his soul to a pig, she refers to the pig as "he" - but she's holding the pig upside down and its nipples are clearly visible, showing that the pig is female. See more »
One of the Sack films made in the late thirties featuring an all 'coloured' cast. McKinney stars as a young woman running a plantation with grand plans to lure the man with whom she's been enamoured since childhood (Wallace), when the return of her half-sister (and lawful owner of the plantation) threatens to derail her intentions. She resorts to black magic in an attempt to secure her interests.
While generally the acting is pretty reasonable, all things considered, it's Harrington and Lang who seem the most capable; Harrington as a grinning Harlem hustler whose soul is supposedly transported into a pig via voodoo (for redemption), and Lang as his local partner in crime, both trying to track down his missing 'soul' after the pig is mistakenly roasted and eaten. This is not a comedy.
Amateurish (note the background changes in different angles of the long car ride between James and Wallace, and the camera-glances from extras), and totally devoid of anything except melodrama, there's about 46 minutes of an actual plot, and a further 5 minutes featuring some exotic dancing and the obligatory credits. Little to entertain, with a rushed (anti) climax and ultra-convenient fair-weather conclusion, but obviously significant in its temporal and racial context and certainly not among the world's worst movies to witness.
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