Moçambique, Capital do Inferno

Despite the exotic-sounding destination, MOZAMBIQUE turns out to be one deathly dull movie and another lame potboiler from producer Harry Alan Towers. The only thing really interesting about it is that it was actually filmed on location in the country, but sadly the film-makers fail to make use of their locale to add authenticity to the movie. It could just as easily have taken place in London.

The plot sees ageing American hero Steve Cochran off on his holidays when he runs foul of a drug smuggling ring and soon finds himself mixed up in all kinds of spy-style shenanigans. Cochran is uninteresting in the role as are the rest of the no-name cast; the director is more interested in his dancing girls with the likes of Hildegard Knef relegated to eye candy. There are a couple of very average fist fights here but it's all so dull and desperately James Bond style that you just won't care about them or indeed anything in the movie.

The film opens with a moidah! A gentleman gets stabbed, and rolls down the steps. Then, we carry on with the story. Brad webster is having a hard time finding work, so he takes an unusual job offer handed to him by a police officer. The pilot job is in mozambique. We know that webster is being used as a pawn by the police investigating a crime. But webster does not! And he quickly makes friends with a young lady who has also been hired as a singer. Then things start to get even more odd. And dangerous. They are both working for high stakes drug runners, and probably would not have taken the jobs if they knew what they were in for ! Can they get away before they are killed? It's pretty good! Interesting locale. A few plot holes here and there. None of the guards seem to be able to hit anyone with their guns or rifles. But moving on... directed by robert lynn. Sadly, the lead, steve cochran, died of a lung infection shortly after filming this movie. He made one more film, but apparently didn't live to see it released. Quite young, at 48. Van den bergh, as the arab, also died young at 47.

I would not be surprised if the film Mozambique came about because of Great Britain throwing a little tourist trade and publicity to the Salazar government in Portugal at the time. The British had divested themselves of most of their African colonies at the time, but Portugal was holding on, in the end futilely to both Mozambique and Angola. I think this British film shot in part in Mozambique was to drum up a little tourist business for the place by shooting a nice action adventure film there. And of course an obligatory American lead for that huge market.

By 1964 you could never use studio back lot jungle sets any more. Even for a routine action adventure film realism was required. The best thing that Mozambique has going for it is the location shooting in a new and modernizing Africa. The climax chase scene at Victoria Falls is quite well done and offers the world a view of one of its great natural wonders. I can appreciate living as close as I do to Niagara Falls.

Steve Cochran like so many American players having trouble finding work probably took this film for an African tour and a paycheck. He's an American pilot who for a past accident is having trouble finding work. After a dust up in a bar in Lisbon Cochran gets an offer from the Portugese police to take a job in Mozambique or spend several months in their pokey.

Once in Mozambique Cochran is hired by casino owner Martin Benson as a pilot for some smuggling. After that it's all kind of intrigue until some unsolved homicides and a couple of new ones are cleared up by the Portuges cops.

One thing about this was the white slavery racket involving young and beautiful Vivi Bach who some Arab sheik wants to add to his harem. Cochran risks all to rescue her in a rather improbable sequence from the palace of this Snidely Whiplash Arab. Of course one look at her and you can see why both villain and hero are with hormones in overdrive.

Hildegarde Knef is the widow of Cochran's original employer and Paul Hubschmid plays the cop. Nothing but the great scenery and the final action climax however is worth looking at in Mozambique.

Of course there's Ms. Bach as well.

Steve Cochran is a pilot stranded in Lisbon without a job. He crashed a plane, and although he was held blameless, no one wants to hire him. Then a one-way ticket to Lourenço Marques, (now Maputo) in Mozambique shows up, so he takes a Lufthansa(?) flight. His prospective employer is dead, but the organization is still active, and its current head, Martin Benson, takes him on, while he fights with widow Hildegarde Neff for control. Cochran soon discovers that a pilot is needed for flying illegal drugs around, and for smuggling. After an hour, there's a corpse to deal with.

Martin Curtis' camerawork is excellent, but the movie is wrecked by the editor, Peter Boita. The pacing is glacial, with Cochran needing twenty minutes to get out of Portugal. The movie times in at a hundred minutes, but it might have been a zippy seventy except that director Robert Lynn likes to show people strolling about, taking them from a car to a hotel's door, or shoot a chase scene with as few cuts as possible, and Boita indulges him in this.

Johnny Douglas' score makes this pace even more evident by the music he uses during what should be exciting scenes: he uses scales on a guitar, single notes taking about a second each.

MOZAMBIQUE This movie plays like a Euro-Spy but it is actually a South African German movie. I first heard about it in the Dec. 1964 issue of CONTINENTAL FILM REVIEW magazine where they gave the title as BLONDE FREIGHT FOR ZANZIBAR. Good news...It is being released on Blu-Ray DVD. Enjoy it.