Elephant poachers Joe Collins and Bob Warren plan to steal a load of ivory which the natives want to give to the missionary, Miss Banks, but Bomba the Jungle Boy calls on friendly elephants to trample them to death.
Opens in a jungle village where a white woman,Miss Banks, is teaching the natives English in a makeshift classroom and her aide, Lola, is teaching a white boy, Bomba the Jungle Boy, the alphabet in an adjacent makeshift jungle. This paradise is soon lost when a couple of white hunters invade the area, an elephant sanctuary, with the intentions of killing a lot of elephants for their highly-profitable tusks. Their first order of business is to kill their guide and then go after the elephants. Written by
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The story takes place in Africa, but all of the elephants, except those seen in brief snippets of archive footage, are Indian, not African; in some of the sequences, obviously lifted out of previous films, large, artificial ears have been attached to the Indian elephants to make them look more like their African cousins, but the results are nothing more than ludicrous. See more »
[referring to Bomba]
He's tough, Bob. You'll never get anything out of him.
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Surprisingly vicious "Bomba" entry, replacing charm with violence...
Bomba, the Jungle Boy returns, predictably involved in peril as he tangles with two mercenary Americans--ivory poachers in the jungle who have just killed their guide and plot to overtake an ivory shipment running through Portugese territory. Despite the camp-exotic undermining (which all the "Bomba" movie inevitably possess), this episode in the serial is curiously top-heavy with violent action (some of it rather nasty). Bomba is punched, pistol-whipped, shot at, and shot down; at one point, he misses a bullet by inches, which instead strikes a pretty native girl harboring a crush on the "jungle devil". Stock footage makes up most of the title stampede (a great deal of which is ridiculously sped-up, one presumes for time), while both the acting and Ford Beebe's direction are equally wooden. Johnny Sheffield is still charming as Bomba; resembling a corn-fed kid straight off the farm, or perhaps a quarterback on the high school football team, Sheffield cannot belie his embarrassment over this cheapjack endeavor, but neither does he get ambitious or attempt to turn his Bomba into a super-hero. The lackadaisical personality of Bomba (who speaks to his elephants in Swahili and asks questions like, "Why are there two f's in 'giraffe'?") is a major part of his appeal. Without him, this would be just another matinée quickie--one with a hardened heart. ** from ****
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