This is the type of movie that is meant to make the viewer feel stupid because they are spending so much time laughing at it that they forgot what little of a plot there is. The actors were also obviously hired by their ability to scream for long periods of time, and after a while, you want to scream back at them. Poor Catherine Hickland, coming off the canceled soap "Capitol", obviously took the first job that came along, and the materials she's given made me feel sorry for her.
It was interesting to note in the opening scene a very masculine black man wearing a tank top that says "African Queen" on it. That's probably the most intelligent observation that I can make about this rip off of recent blockbuster hits, so blatant that even 35 years later, it reeks of pathetic commercialism, and there's only pleasure in knowing that this didn't really make it far in the theaters, probably going to home video 4 months after being released, a sure sign of a flop. They make some good used out of the locations very far up in the northwest, but I truly couldn't find anything to care about with this other than to find out if Mel Blanc had provided the unintelligible sounds coming out of whatever is stalking the group.
It was interesting to note in the opening scene a very masculine black man wearing a tank top that says "African Queen" on it. That's probably the most intelligent observation that I can make about this rip off of recent blockbuster hits, so blatant that even 35 years later, it reeks of pathetic commercialism, and there's only pleasure in knowing that this didn't really make it far in the theaters, probably going to home video 4 months after being released, a sure sign of a flop. They make some good used out of the locations very far up in the northwest, but I truly couldn't find anything to care about with this other than to find out if Mel Blanc had provided the unintelligible sounds coming out of whatever is stalking the group.