Jungle Moon Men

I quite don't understand why the producers did not use the Jungle Jim's name or character, and why using Johnny Weissmuller's name in the credits. I don't get it at all. But it's not important. This little movie is pretty entertaining, fun, agreeable to watch. Nothing special though. The same kind of quality as any other JUNGLE JIM adventure. You have here all the usual clichés: evil White mercenaries and a natives tribe fighting for their land and spirit. For jungle adventures movies seekers, this one is worth catching. Weissmuller shows in this feature his limits, Tarzan is far, far. So far.

Of Course "The Legacy" is ERB's "Tarzan", who in the Later Years as Johnny Weissmuller Aged, Morphed into the Less-Physically Demanding "Jungle Jim".

There were Many Weissmuller Tarzan's, the 1st 2 Actually Pre-Code..."Tarzan the Ape Man" (1931) and "Tarzan and His Mate" (1932) that is Considered the Best of All.

But in the 40's Johnny Weissmuller Hung Up His Loin-Cloth for a "Safari Helmet" and "Jungle Jim" was Born.

This Particular Film, for Technical Reasons, is Neither a Weissmuller "Tarzan" Movie or a Weissmuller "Jungle Jim" Movie...it is a Johnny Weissmuller "Johnny Weissmuller" Movie.

An Odd-Duck to be Sure. But that's where the "Oddness" Ends. It's Completely 100% Formulaic of the "Jim" Pics.

Yes, they Did Add a Sci-Fi-ish "Moon Men" in the Title to Ride the "Wave" of the Decades Popularity, but the "Moon Men" of the Title are "Pygmies" and aren't From the Moon.

They are "Slaves" to a High-Egyptian Cave-Dwelling "Sun-Worshiper" (who can't go out into the sun). "She", Oma, is Played by Helen Stanton.

Another Female is On-Hand for some Eye-Candy in the Form of a "Writer" (Jean Byron) who is a Whiz with a Bow and Arrow and seems to Get Certain Glee Shooting Animals and Walking Away.

The 2 Jungle-Babes Make Up for the Lack of "Wild-Life" Footage that is Rather Scant for the Type, although there is Plenty of "Kimba" On-Screen for the Usual Chimp Comedy-Relief.

All in All, it's Rather All been Done-to-Death Before, and it Can't Help but Feel Tired and Dated and has Seen Better Days.

Less Discriminate Viewers and those that have an All-Things-Africa Fetish, with Low-Expectations, might Consider this...

Worth a Watch.

Jungle Moon Men (1955)

* (out of 4)

Johnny Weissmuller plays a character named Johnny Weissmuller who must take a female writer (Jean Byron) through the jungles where she's going to do a story about a tribe known as "Moon Men". These people aren't from the moon sadly but instead they worship a princess who just happens to be some sort of relation to an Egyptian Moon goddess. This next-to-last entry in the "Jungle Jim" series dropped that name for some reason and had Weissmuller playing a character with his own name but there's no question what series this film belongs to. I've read very few positive reviews to any of the Jungle Jim movies and many that I have read called this one of the worst. If this is just one of the worst and not the worst then I certainly hate myself for being a completest because I will still search out the other films in the series that I haven't seen even if that means having to torture myself with more madness. It's strange but on a technical level this is perhaps the best of the series that I've seen but this is the major problem. It seems like more money was pumped into this film and it's clear to see that the amount of stock footage has been reduced dramatically. The earlier films in the series at least had a camp value to them because of the amount of stock footage and how poorly it mixed in with everything else going on. With that missing here the camp value is pretty much missing and all we're left with is the bad acting and bad story that all of the films have. I must admit that I was constantly losing my attention span because nothing going on stuck me as the least bit interesting. The entire adventure was a joke because not for a second did I believe anything I was seeing. The so-called drama wasn't there because the entire set-up was just tired and silly. The comic relief was just downright poor and that chimp just gets more and more annoying with each new film. Weissmuller certainly wasn't an actor and his struggles to get lines out are quite apparent here. The supporting cast isn't much better but it's very possible they all realized they were in a Jungle Jim movie and decided to just take it easy. There's very little going on in this picture to make it worth viewing. At 70-minutes it's way too long and there just aren't enough fun moments to make it worth viewing. Certainly only recommended to those who must see each film in the series.

With a title like that I just had to see this! But the connection between the moon and the little people with blow-pipes led by Billy Curtis is only vaguely alluded to. It's actually the sun that figures more prominently in the plot, since it represents the great god Ra, from whose lethal rays wicked high priestess Oma has eternally to shelter from in the murkily lit temple over which she rules.

Jean Byron cuts an impressive figure in the usual lady explorer's pith helmet and tight black britches as archaeologist Ellen Marsten - author of 'The Historical Basis of African Civilisation' - and proves remarkably bloodthirsty when let loose on the local wildlife with a bow & arrow, but is subsequently reduced to little more than an onlooker (I wonder what she called the book on which she based her adventures here?) Helen (sic) Stanton, too, as Oma Who Must Be Obeyed, has the makings of a formidable villainess, but is otherwise little used; not helped by an ugly blonde wig and boring dress which between them look as if they had both been lying about in wardrobe at Columbia since the 40's.

Most of the film is set out of doors in the sunshine, which keeps the film pleasant to watch, until we enter Oma's temple, which cameraman Henry Freulich renders suitably noirishly atmospheric. However as a whole, the film felt far longer than 70 minutes.

No matter what you expect "jungle moon men" to be, you'll likely be disappointed. Your imagination is probably better than that of the filmmakers. Johnny Weissmuller is playing a character named Johnny Weissmuller here, but twenty years as Tarzan and Jungle Jim doesn't seem to have taught him much about acting. At least Jean Byron as an intrepid author and Helene Stanton as some kind of high priestess are both attractive. That gives you a little something worth paying attention to in this dismal flick.