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Individual groups of explorers are disappearing in the swamps of the Caribbean, having gone in search of a supposed man-made island where a mysterious community has been growing. The audience learns this after hearing bullet shots which supposedly mean that the two most recent visitors have been dispatched of right after their supposedly charming host has promised to meet them later for a sophisticated dinner and for cocktails. It's now up to former Brooklyn "flat foot" (James Dunn) to find out why this has been happening, and in just over an hour, this late World War II movie from 20th Century Fox explores just that. In the meantime, the audience must wonder-are these hiding Nazi's? Treasure seekers? Cult members? Infiltraters from MGM? Men in alligator skins? Starting off slowly, this adventure picks up speed when James Dunn comes into the picture, giving that good old irreverent commentary associated with the no-nonsense persona of the typical tough Brooklyn-ese persona. Hollywood's stereotypical New Yorkers can usually stand up to any foe whether it be man, alien or amphibian. The action builds to an exciting climax but the explanation of what's behind all this mayhem is ultimately a let-down. This is minus the color and camp of the Maria Montez/Jon Hall/Sabu adventure yarns made around the same time at Universal, and fake jungle sets make it clear that this was the bottom of the barrel of 20th's "B" second half of double bills. Still, there's camp to be found in the ironic casting of Dunn in this film, having played the father in an Oscar nominated performance in Fox's now classic "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn".
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