It's a great story, that could have been made a major adventure thriller. The protagonist escapes from an anonymous foggy harbour in Latin America on a ship, which is not recommended by the steward, and rather soon obvious reasons turn up as to why this was not the best ship to get away on. The crew is least of all inspiring any confidence, but at least there is fortunately a bar, tended by the steward, and they will all need all those bottles that are used on the way, either consumed or thrown in anger to hurt someone. The protagonist is subjected to at least two murder attempts, and he can't understand why, as not even the steward will tell him anything and very soon will be unable to tell anything at all. There are some extra weird passemgers, one presented as the protagonist's double with even the same name, which increases the protagonist's suspicions that more than one on board want to kill him. It's a mess indeed getting even more messy, as the storm breaks loose and it becomes evident that the skipper intentionally wants to turn his ship into a shipwreck.
Of course, there are reasons for all this, the logic is not missing, but many scenes are cut rather short leaving unanswered question marks behind. It could have been made a great noir at sea, but the direction and the actors don't seem very enthusiastic about it and not very engaged either. Any ray of any stardom is missing.
Of course, there are reasons for all this, the logic is not missing, but many scenes are cut rather short leaving unanswered question marks behind. It could have been made a great noir at sea, but the direction and the actors don't seem very enthusiastic about it and not very engaged either. Any ray of any stardom is missing.