ISLE OF THE SNAKE PEOPLE
CULT OF THE DEAD; THE SNAKE PEOPLE
Isle of the Snake People is utterly dreary. The plot has been indifferently slung together. Scenes seem to go on forever. Hill and Ibañezs idea of direction seems to be to just point a camera at a scene and let things happen. A scene in the laboratory where Boris Karloff tries to make a mirror move with his mind and native maid Tongolele shows how to mentally start a fire is so lacking in build-up to any of the essential magic being revealed that it holds all the fascination of a shopping network infomercial. The film has been padded with endless scenes of native voodoo dances and of heroine Julisea being pursued by a doppelganger in her dream seemingly in order to pad out its running time. If nothing else, these scenes do provide the film with a certain tawdry torridness. In this respect, one of the films pluses is the malevolently sultry presence of Tongolele.
The presence of the 81 year-old Boris Karloff and the knowledge that he died not long after adds a certain ghoulish fascination. However, it is sad to watch him going through the film, struggling to walk, having to spend most of the film seated and with clearly not too much idea about what is going on.
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