Vuelo a lo desconocido

A charter pilot gets mixed up with some stolen nuclear secrets and a few baddies that want to get there hands on these secrets. The pilot and the bad guys play a game of "hot potato" with the prized envelope as it's passed (or stolen) from one person to the next - over and over. It's all handled in the most excruciatingly dull manner imaginable. Seriously, I could barely hold my eyes open. And for a movie that runs at something like 75 minutes, that's not a good sign.

Beyond the wretched screenplay, I could go on and on with the problems I had with Flight to Nowhere. The laundry list would go something like this: It's cheap with poor lighting and even worse cinematography. Everything looks horrible. Even the music feels cheap. The sets are bargain basement and some of the acting is laughably bad. I know this wasn't a big budget, "A" film, but I've seen a lot of "B" movies that looked a million times better than this. Overall, a 3/10 for Flight to Nowhere is being generous.

One final thought - how many hits to the head can one man take? Our pilot hero should be suffering from a horrible case of post-concussion syndrome. There's no way I would trust him in the air with the repeated head trauma he suffers in this movie.

Alan Curtis is a charter pilot who gets a request from mysterious French lady Micheline to charter his plane to take a party to a desert resort. His former boss at the FBI Jack Holt encourages him even more and to keep an eye out for strange goings on.

A combination of a muddled script and horrible editing makes this film almost incoherent. Curtis catches the eye of Evelyn Ankers on the plane and she's slightly engaged to Roland Varno. And wouldn't you know it Curtis has an ex-wife at the resort with Inez Cooper. She's one cagey woman and has the best part in this bad independent film.

It's all about uranium folks that's a lot of miles away from the desert resort in fact at some isolated Pacific atoll. Somebody has a map, everybody wants it.

Even Hoot Gibson shows up as the local sheriff.

It's a cinematic mess.

The film opens in Honolulu (I'm sure it was filmed on location) and some guy gets gunned down. Then we get stock footage of an atomic explosion. That's pretty much all the excitement in the movie, and the opening credits haven't even rolled yet.

Everybody is trying to find a map to a uranium mine. No one is who they seem to be. In other words, you think you are watching actors, but you're not.

Alan Curtis walks around like Al Gore and reads his lines off a teleprompter. He gets cold-cocked twice and makes wisecracks about it. A way-over-the-hill Jack Holt is shoved into several scenes as a government man. Evelyn Ankers doesn't even get a chance to scream. Silent film cowboy Hoot Gibson has a bit as a sheriff. Jerome Cowan is a bad guy. The climax lasts about 20 seconds.

You can fall asleep several times during the film (as I did) and not miss anything.

Golden Gate Pitchas presents.... Flight to NoWhere. At the very beginning, we witness a murder. don't know what, where, or why. seems to be over uranium. Mysterious lady with an accent calling herself a Countess, hires a charter pilot to bring them to Death Valley. She seems a little reluctant to answer questions. all very mysterious. Story jumps all over the place. Stars Alan Curtis as "Carrington" and Micheline Cheirel, the Countess, who may or may not be who she says she is. Alan Curtis died young at 43... complications from surgery. he played Philo Vance in a couple of the chapters, right after making THIS film. It's all very "B" movie.. the acting, the editing, the sound and picture quality. and the script -- the Countess is scared and asks for help, and suddenly he must kiss her?? where did THAT come from? and Carrington's ex wife pops up out of no-where, and knows the Countess. all pretty random. Directed by William Rowland. he only directed ten films, but seems to have produced many more during his career. couldn't find much info on Rowland or on Golden Gate Pictures... looks like GGP made six films. it's mildly amusing, but quite flawed. Needed a better script, editor, and director.

The temptation is to say simply, "yes it is" or to call it a movie to nowhere, but I won't (nor will I say that it reminds me of a certain filmmaker named Wood in technical skill)

A map containing nuclear secrets has been stolen from a Korean national. Getting information that the map maybe in the LA area, an agent named Donovan springs into action and steers the suspected thieves toward an old friend, and ex FBI agent's charter flight service.Much talk and travel result.

Give the film points for clearly being shot on location and in actual room instead of on sets, however take a few away for being slow and talky and not particularly well thought out. I was over half way into this short film and I had no real idea what was going on as the cast was shunted from place to place. Little of it made any real sense since I couldn't imagine people actually behaving like that. By the time the "action" turned up near the end I was almost asleep.

Not a bad film as such, but an incredibly dull one. One has to think that the film was made to scam hotel rooms from unsuspecting resort owners. Insomniacs need only apply