Jungle Bride

Enjoyable precode movie whose only intention is to entertain its audience. Nicely filmed on the actual seacoast and in a jungle setting with good atmospherics. The music is mostly just Charles Starrett's laid back guitar strumming while singing or humming catchy tunes. Starrett is a tall good looking hunk and his laid back leading man style is perfect for this romantic little shipwreck movie.

The star Anita Page exudes screen presence and appeal as a strong, determined woman who knows what she wants. She is gorgeous in the precode style of the early 1930's. The well-endowed Ms. Page is a Harlow-esque bombshell and, as far as shipwrecked babes rank, I would say that not even Ginger or Mary Ann could be ranked any higher than her.

"Jungle Bride" is made simply and inexpensively but is nonetheless well-made, a romantic shipwreck film with two stars who have a lot of chemistry. It will hold your attention in a charming way and it even ends charmingly with the simple, breezy notation of "Fin". This is not an old fashioned movie in spirit, and it manages to retain a quality of timelessness.

This film is really quite terrible but somehow is fun almost because of it and because of the real chemistry between the two stars, both of whom are terrible in it but still you can't take your eyes off of them. The editing is dreadful. There is a huge amount of stock footage just as you would expect including chimps that have been brought in to do silly things and there is some human who keeps grunting in the background and trying to make you think it's the chimps doing it. Anita Page is a terrible actress but she gets little to work with here as some scenes finish off and you wonder what the point of them was. In any case she's a real bombshell and the pre-code side boob shot of the amply endowed Miss Page and her bare back and slit dress leg shot will no doubt be rhapsodized in some summary of pre-code babes. She delivers lines and emotes as if she is in a dreadful high school play and her close-ups play as if she's in a silent movie. But we love her anyway. Charles Starrett is perfectly cast as the brawny almost comic-book like superhero who makes everything work out and gets the girl as well. He sings the same song over and over-- a terrible song called Call of the Jungle-- and the mismatching of his alleged singing (it isn't he) and his not even close to approximation of a guitar player help to label this as a Z film and not even really a B. It's the bottom of the barrel. Starrett does actually sing for real as a drunk in the beginning of the film and the sound is completely different from the singing he allegedly does later in the film! And yet, bad as it all is, the shipwreck sequence still packs a wallop and there is some beautiful photography of the jungle hill on which Starrett pseudo-plays his guitar as Page is lured to make love with him. Their love scenes together seem pretty convincing too as if Anita really went for him. Starrett was always better than his B or Z film material, always giving his all and coming across as a solid leading man. Like John Wayne, his acting may not be the best but he has always a definite screen presence, part of which is due to his size and good looks mixed with an apparently amiable personality. All in all, this has to be a guilty pleasure film. It is dreadfully made and quite a few scenes seem to play out as if the director had no idea what they were supposed to accomplish and then we just go on to the next scene... and it took three guys to direct this film! I kept wondering how Page then at MGM and Starrett then at Paramount could have been loaned out and agreed to make a film with such wretched production values. It seems Trem Carr, the Monogram Pictures founder, had a big hand in this one but why wasn't it released by Monogram which he founded in 1931, two years before? Could it be that this was below the quality that Monogram would accept? Was it simply an independent effort that he helped to get into release? We may never know and the two stars seem at once trapped by their awful material here and at the same time they are trying to make something more of the mess than it should be. I had fun watching this and if you aren't too ashamed of yourself for wasting your time on this garbage you will too.

A group taking a cruise is marooned on the coast. A few surviviors band together, after washing up somewhere in africa. No filming locations are currently listed, but it's probably on a beach in los angeles, with some exotic animal noises thrown in. Lots of stock footage, of wild animals. An engaged couple, john and doris, and an accused murderer, who may or may not be out of trouble, now that they are shipwrecked and clear of society. At twelve minutes, with horrible edits, poor film quality, and momentary lack of subtitles, we can't hear what is being said by the crew. It sounds like someone changed course, and the ship struck something in the water. Was it espionage by the crook and the ship's crew, to help the criminal escape prosecution? Just amazing how their clothes still look washed and pressed the entire time, even after sinking and and washing up on a sandy beach. Of course they show the chimpanzees right away, when they wake up on shore, so we know the chimpanzees will be up to no good! The old saying is, once you have shown the gun, it must be used at some later point! Doris falls for the wanted man, and seems to lose interest in john. Can anyone prove that wayne is innocent so he and doris can finally be together? As poor quality film, and unlikely as all this is, it's still kind of fun to watch these old exotic adventures in "far away" lands. Directed by harry hoyt and al kelley. It's okay. Probably will never be restored, since it's coming up on 100 years old!

A woman with a reporter in tow, chases an entertainer around the globe in order to clear her innocent brother's name. When the ship they are on sinks the entertainer, his friend, the girl and the reporter end up on a deserted island off the African coast.

This is a decidedly pre-code film with implications of unmarried sex, unwanted pregnancy, a woman's bare back and a bare boob (but no nipple) flashing across the screen in ways that would soon disappear for 20 odd years. The film is certainly much better for it all.

To say this film is off beat is an understatement. There are some interesting twists and turns, only some of which are predictable. It all mixes together to make a very enjoyable film. If you run across it I certainly would hope you'd tune in since its a good little film that deserves to be rediscovered. (It may not be the best film ever made but its certainly one of the better ways to spend an hour)

Seven out of Ten

A ship sinks off the coast of Africa, and only four survivors make it to shore: Gordon Wayne (Charles Starrett), a guitar-playing nice-guy who has been accused of killing a cop back in the U. S.; Doris Evans (Anita Page), the sister of the man "wrongly" convicted of the crime, and who made it her goal to see Gordon arrested in Europe and brought back to the U. S.; John Franklin (Kenneth Thomson), a law enforcement officer who actually did the arresting of Gordon, and who is set on taking him back for trial; and Eddie Stevens (Eddie Borden), Gordon's comic-relief buddy. These four try to make the best of their situation, constructing primitive huts when not battling fierce lions and laughing at the chimpanzees.

Why a single male lion is wandering around a dense jungle is never explained (that happened a lot in 30's jungle pictures, when the general population was unaware that lions live on the savanna). However, that's about as exciting as this gets, with the remaining animal action meager, to put it mildly. The acting is barely adequate, although the small cast is notable for a variety of reasons: Starrett was on the cusp of becoming one of the longest running B western stars (in the Durango Kid series); Page was reaching the premature end of her stardom, with her abruptly "retiring" this same year at age 23 (she later said that she had been blacklisted for refusing sex with Irving Thalberg); and bad guy Thomson was one of the founders of the Screen Actors Guild. Still, none of that makes this any more watchable.