Bomba and the Jungle Girl

Writer-director Ford Beebe surprisingly didn't lose steam helming this, the eighth picture in Monogram's "Bomba" serial; rather, Beebe comes through with one of his meatiest scripts for the low-budget franchise, allowing Bomba to have normal thoughts, questions and emotions about his own history. It's springtime in the Congo, with Bomba taking notice of the circle of life happening all around him, yet feeling saddened by his own lack of family. After saving the daughter of a government agent from an alligator attack, Bomba learns his parents were killed many years ago and that a native nurse (presumed dead as well) knew the secret behind their mysterious fate. Like the previous "Bomba" movies, this installment's charm is of a strictly modest variety--only nostalgic grown-ups need apply--however, the film's villainess (the daughter of a phony village chief) is amusingly intimidating, and Johnny Sheffield's Bomba thinks clearly and acts cleverly. The production is predictably crude, though the stock footage is kept to a minimum and the dialogue (strong this time) carries the plot ably without being chopped up into staccato bits and pieces. **1/2 from ****

"Bomba" (Johnny Sheffield) makes quite an horrific discovery one morning when his visit to a cave reveals some long-dead corpses. He decides that a decent burial ought to be in order and so sets out to discover a little more about them. The local village seems a good place to start, but he comes up against a bit of a bamboo-wall of silence. Meantime, the visiting "Ward" family - dad and daughter (as usual) - might be able to help and rue to form he and the young "Linda" (Karen Sharpe) start to get along nicely. It's only when he finds a tribesman who confides the real reason for the obfuscation that the young man and his new friends must face a difficult truth. Insofar as it goes, this is quite a menacing little tale that quite effectively uses the (studio) jungle scenario to tell a story of wickedness, murder and duplicity - and in his usually flighty fashion, the young Sheffield carries it off fine. Sure, just about every expense has been spared with the production but he works well with the visiting Sharpe and though it takes a long-outdated perspective of tribal and superstitious life in Africa, it has just about enough action to pass an hour effortlessly enough.

This little feature is not better or worse than the other Bomba movies. I think they were made for sunny - or rainy - Sunday afternoons. All directed by Ford Beebe, they are all the same. When you have seen one, you have seen all of them. But they are not charmless.

I won't explain the topic of this one, it is already exposed in the tag line. I only write this comment because this film has not been commented yet. That's all.

If you watch all Bomba features in a row, you'll forget this one. For sure. I recommend to see the Bomba films one each week. That's the best to appreciate them.

Bomba and the Jungle Girl (1952)

* 1/2 (out of 4)

The eighth film in Monogram's series once again has Johnny Sheffield playing Bomba, the jungle boy who in this adventure meets a jungle girl (Karen Sharpe) and the two try to figure out who his parents were. With the help of a partial diary, the two set out to learn the truth yet you know there are going to be complications. Having been watching the Bomba series in the order that they were made, I have no idea what the last four films will hold but there's no question that it appears everyone involved were running out of ideas. There's really not too much to say about this film that I haven't said about previous entries. This one here features a pretty boring story where not much happens except that our hero has a new female lead and we get countless scenes where they talk about things that they're going to do. Every ten minutes or so we get an action scene that is full of silly gunshots and every once in a while we get stock footage to go with it. The start of the film has our female swimming in a river for no reason other than a crocodile to show up and she of course will need Bomba to save her. I think the croc used here is different than the previous couple films as was the stock footage showing the real one. The story itself is pretty bland because after the first few minutes you realize that you really don't care what happened to Bomba's parents and your only main goal is getting through all the madness.

This film in the Bomba series finds Johnny Sheffield both finding out his true identity and dealing with a usurper who has taken the leadership of the Masai tribe. The title is a real misnomer, what Sheffield has not done is find a sister.

It seems as though Bomba's real parents were government agents who knew the truth of the coup in the Masai tribe. Martin Wilkins is the usurper and he reals with help of Suzette Harbin who has the meatiest role in the film that of his daughter and chief enforcer. She's a real piece of work and goes out in quite the diva fashion.

Helping Bomba is Walter Sande who is in the Masai village on a survey and his daughter Karen Sharpe and of course that symbol of jungle authority Commissioner Barnes as played by Leonard Mudie, the other recurring character in the Bomba series.

Masai politics and Bomba's identity, makes for a nice film.