Peggy Castle was one lovely female...yessir. She was basically a dead ringer for Lana Turner. Unfortunately Hollywood already had Lana. Oh well. This film worked well for me. This is not your typical jungle adventure that looks to impress Tarzan fans first. No, this is a very adult Jungle adventure that should appeal to all of us who at one time or another have participated in the game of love.
Peggy Castle plays a photographer who skillfully plays one man off another in order to get what she wants. Of course it all blows up in a film noir kind of way and ends tragically. The little three way game of sexual one upmanship is directed well and reasonably well acted. The steam that Castle emanates goes a long way towards making this work. The color photography was nice, especially considering the great locales.
I enjoyed this quite nicely, in a weird way it reminded me of the second half of Gone With The Wind with the way the steamy melodrama unfolded. The action scenes that depicted the final events would have been better with slightly more authentic looking Indians. The rescue of the girl was highly improbable but the finale included an interesting little twist there with the unusual demise of the guide. I found this an interesting movie with very cool sexual undertones that kept me glued to my TV set. Unique...worth a look for a glimpse of Peggy Castle at her apex.
