The scenario borne out in this British comedy from 1953:- a small group of people shipwrecked and marooned on a desert island and having to live like latter-day Robinson Crusoes, was a popular one at the time. Unfortunately the film never comes close to the potential for character interplay inherent in a such a situation. Joan Collins is spoilt young heiress forced to rough it. George Cole is a cynical journalist. Kenneth More is a happy-go-lucky ship's stoker with a shudderingly unconvincing Irish accent and a fondness for booze. Finally, Robertson Hare is a pompous professor interested in the behaviour of humanity sans civilsation. These four characters retain their urban-based attitudes throughout the story and this in itself is the reason for the story failing. We feel the action could easily be transferred to a country club in Surrey without any script changes. The professor's observations of human behaviour in primordial conditions just aren't happening here. Admittedly, this is not 'Lord of the Flies', but the plot never develops beyond the following:- Cole fancies Joan Collins, Joan Collins fancies Kenneth More, More fancies a bottle of booze, and the professor pontificates endlessly about human nature. In conclusion this a mild comedy that somehow misses abundant opportunities.Read full review
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