Miss Robin Crusoe

I watched it as a curiosity because Amanda Blake was in it. I imagine when this film came out it would have been the second film of a double feature. The producers didn't waste many dollars on things like script and such.

"Miss Robin Crusoe" is a film where the original story was reworked into a watchable but ultimately dopey movie. It begins with Robin (Amanda Blake) getting washed up on an unchartered island. Eventually, the place is invaded by evil savages and Robin fights them off...and rescues a native. Soon, she (expectedly) names her new acquisition 'Friday' and they have a pretty cool life together until a man (George Nader) arrives....and Friday and Robin distrust him and his motives.

Back in the day, getting the look right meant very little in films. Here, like many jungle films, they combine animals from Africa AND other continents (such as Australia). And, the same goes for the 'natives'--who don't look Polynesian or Melanesian....just like black American actors. It really was sloppy. They also have muskets that magically reload themselves in seconds (an actual one took at least 30 seconds...and only that quickly if the person was an expert).

Now as to the story...well, it was pretty silly and dumb. My advice is to see the much better Luis Buñuel version with Dan O'Herlihy...it's much closer to the book, less silly and less formulaic. Also, this 1954 version could easily be seen as a bit racist today....and with good reason. Overall, a silly and forgettable film.

Extremely silly and tiresome, but the actors do try and the cinematography is vivid. It's not to be confused with Luis Bunuel's brilliant version, released a few months later.

For the past year or so, Turner Classic Movies has been digging up several forgotten obscurities that probably haven't seen the light of day since their original release dates. Such an oddity is MISS ROBIN CRUSOE, a 1954 Fox pickup shown in a pristine, beautifully Pathecolored print this morning at 6 AM. The two other reviews have gleefully pointed out this unpretentious programmer's shortcomings. In defense, I'd like to list its merits. For one, while one critic griped that the movie was obviously shot on a studio soundstage, this is untrue. Several scenes were filmed on location with the stars cavorting in front of spectacular Pacific Ocean vistas(no process shots here!). Then-newcomers Amanda Blake and George Nader could easily have sleepwalked thru the proceedings but act with such sincerity and conviction that it's no wonder both of them quickly went on to stardom: Ms. Blake on TV's legendary 20-year series "Gunsmoke", while Nader was quickly signed to a Universal-International contract (and starred in such 'A' features as "Unguarded Moment", "Away All Boats", "Four Girls in Town", "The Second Greatest Sex" and the unjustly overlooked superior second-feature "Man Afraid"--I've always been grateful to this gentleman for responding to my fan letter, at the age of 8, with a personally autographed 5x7 photo and a hand-written letter of appreciation!). Feminists could write a fascinating thesis on this gender-reversed take on Dafoe's classic novel. (The censors must have been comatose when, towards the conclusion, Ms. Blake and Nader engage in an oceanside coupling that, for pure eroticism, outdoes the similar-but-much-celebrated clinch in "From Here to Eternity" and did I detect a sapphic undertone in the scene where the female Friday gazes at and touches the sleeping Ms. Blake's body?) All of this packed into an action-packed 73-minute running time, scored by the then-unknown Elmer Bernstein. I'm by no means recommending that you go out of your way to track down "Miss Robin Crusoe" but the next time (if ever) it turns up on TCM, you might give it a try. It's certainly far more fun than the Peter O'Toole/Richard Roundtree "revisionist" version of Dafoe's tale, the godawful "Man Friday"!

Amanda Blake (Miss Kitty from "Gunsmoke") plays "Miss Robin Crusoe" in this low-budget, rather crudely made female version of the Daniel Defoe classic. Blake--who bears a striking resemblance here to British beauty Hazel Court--is the survivor of a shipwreck whose lifeboat beaches on a deserted island. She tries her best, but the script is weak and contrived, and the fact that most of it is filmed on a sound stage by director Eugene Frenke--a longtime European producer who was married to Anna Sten, here credited as "technical adviser"--in a routine, by-the-numbers fashion doesn't help, either. Blake saves native girl Friday (Rosalind Hayes) from being sacrificed by her tribe, and not long afterward hunky George Nader washes up ashore, the survivor of a shipwreck. There's somewhat of a twist in the proceedings when Nader attempts to take charge of things and plans to take the lifeboat out to search for passing ships, but is firmly told by Blake that SHE is in charge on the island and SHE decides what actions are to be taken.

Unfortunately, though, the film soon degenerates into a sappy love triangle when Friday--who Blake basically treats like a slave and at one point actually refers to her as "a savage"--in a fit of jealousy lets Nader eat some poison fruit that almost kills him, and Blake starts to fall for him.

About the best that can be said for it is that it's well photographed, but since most of it is, as noted, shot on a sound stage, that doesn't matter much. Frenke was a better producer than he is a director; Nader is, as usual, bland and colorless; relative unknown Hayes doesn't make much of an impression as Friday; and Blake, while looking fetching in a skimpy outfit similar to that worn by Jane in the "Tarzan" movies, tries but can't overcome a poor script and slovenly direction.

Worth watching once for the novelty of seeing a female version of the classic novel, but no more than that.