At first glance, it's a neatly produced B-flick, but at second glance it's a name-dropping that will make a fan's heart beat faster, especially the German one. Behind the production Antonio Margheriti, Erwin C. Dietrich, Peter Baumgartner, in front of the camera, and, to name but a few, Klaus Kinski, John Steiner and, of particular interest, the dubbing legends Thomas Danneberg and Manfred Lehmann. Strangely, Danneberg speaks Lewis Collins in the German dubbing and is then spoken by Rainer Brandt himself.
Sure, the high expectations aren't met, when have they ever been with this type of film, but the pace is right, the actors seem motivated and the effects fit. Plenty of bangs and bangs, lots of pyrotechnics and very convincing miniatures. There is a short break in the middle section, where there is action. Commendable, but dangerous territory in terms of the genre. Unfortunately, Kinski doesn't get enough screen time, but he's obviously up for it. After all, the Philippines and Venezuela aren't the worst locations. You can watch it without expectations.)
Sure, the high expectations aren't met, when have they ever been with this type of film, but the pace is right, the actors seem motivated and the effects fit. Plenty of bangs and bangs, lots of pyrotechnics and very convincing miniatures. There is a short break in the middle section, where there is action. Commendable, but dangerous territory in terms of the genre. Unfortunately, Kinski doesn't get enough screen time, but he's obviously up for it. After all, the Philippines and Venezuela aren't the worst locations. You can watch it without expectations.)
