Being a Boris Karloff fan, this was like finding a rare old coin, including expecting a few flaws. My impression is that this is fairly obscure. He must have been on a working-vacation in India 'cause his part is supportive. Others in the cast, too, are recognizable, albeit out-of-place. The premise is that a maharaja is caring for an orphaned teen of lower caste. The youngster's pregnant, married older sister and her husband are among those killed by perps intending to broaden fear in the name of fire idol, Sabaka. You see, the cult's ringleaders accept enrichment from the intimidated, in exchange for protection from the wrath of Sabaka. The youth accurately exposes the hierarchy, but, his finger-pointing is so wishy-washy that the maharaja and police (Karloff) are upset with the kid and do not detain the accused. Therefore, the boy embarks on a jungle journey in pursuit of the bad guys, himself. There are obligatory - and mediocre - animal scenes. This film evidences the importance of religion in India (in 1954, anyway). The color in the flick that I saw, was poor. All-in-all, a bag mixed with pros-and-cons.
