My goodness, the songs are terrible in this film. And they keep on coming. Aaargh! One of them, sung by Jane Jones (Minnie), a large madam heading up a brothel repeats that she is going to "change my routine". For goodness sake, just do it, and stop singing. Our heroine, Judith Allen (Della) is equally guilty of delivering poor entertainment in the form of countless boring songs. She has been transported to an island after being falsely accused of murder and put under the charge of Jones. She has landed in the port of missing girls where every girl has a story and a past she is running from. Unfortunately, we don't learn of anyone's past stories. One day, Judith's identity is discovered...
The only good acting in this film comes from the ship's captain Harry Carey (Storm) and seasoned prostitute Betty Compson (Chicago). Judith Allen is terrible in the lead role - crying, screaming, running about, singing another song (Aaargh!) - and her lead man is uninspiring. There is a story to be followed but the film just gets a bit boring. And that gun battle on the ship - ha ha. You will never see so many people shooting at pretty close range and NO-ONE getting hit. The chances of the good guys winning this battle are zero but guess what? What a load of nonsense. It is also a shame to see the black stereotype that is Fred Toones.
The only good acting in this film comes from the ship's captain Harry Carey (Storm) and seasoned prostitute Betty Compson (Chicago). Judith Allen is terrible in the lead role - crying, screaming, running about, singing another song (Aaargh!) - and her lead man is uninspiring. There is a story to be followed but the film just gets a bit boring. And that gun battle on the ship - ha ha. You will never see so many people shooting at pretty close range and NO-ONE getting hit. The chances of the good guys winning this battle are zero but guess what? What a load of nonsense. It is also a shame to see the black stereotype that is Fred Toones.