
Rod Cameron is a white hunter who's survived an attack by -- here it comes -- woolly mammoths. Would it surprise you to learn that nobody believes him? When elephants begin stampeding for no discernible reason, killing some villagers, Cameron mounts an expedition to find the answer, though he thinks he knows what it is. And sure enough -- woolly mammoths. Really, just elephants decked out a bit more convincingly than the dogs in The Killer Shrews, but for a little kid, they were woolly mammoths, all right.
If you watched the trailer, and you really should, you know something about the great lines and the quality of acting, two things I wouldn't have noticed when I was 11 years old. I didn't even think twice about Marie Windsor as an Indian princess or Caesar Romero as an Indian.
Two things: (1) You can't go wrong with a knife fight on a narrow wooden bridge over a gorge. (2) The ending. It really impressed me as a kid, and it's the main thing I remember about the movie.
3 comments:
I am sure I saw this on TV at some point. Those jungle movies were rampant in my youth.
The gorge needs to have quicksand at the bottom of it.
How true!
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