Doug McClure, the very poor man's Warren Oates, stars in this thoroughly wretched West German-Yugoslavian co-production set in the wilds of Alaska. Here in Alaska, the local natives do not appear remotely Inuit, but do bear a striking resemblance to Winnetou and his friends. That's just one of many bizarre aspects of this film, directed with a complete lack of grace by the generally reliable Harald Reinl and featuring a score that it doesn't deserve from Bruno Nicolai. There's stuff about stolen gold, a seriously ill boy, a black former prize fighter called Ham A Ham (played by a Tunisian actor of Cuban descent who lives in Germany), and a saloon where they keep the whiskey in beer barrels. It's poorly dubbed, badly shot, apparently edited by a blind woman, and schizophrenically plotted. McClure probably hoped this film would become The Movie That Time Forgot, but sadly it lives on in video store dollar bins and on budget DVDs.
Review of Die blutigen Geier von Alaska
