Talent-challenged Marla English and Lance Fuller play a couple of crumbs who hire Joe Mannix - er, Touch (Mike) Connors, to lead them into the jungle in search of gold. Meanwhile, mad doctor Tom Conway performs experiments on a native babe, turning her into a 6-foot Estelle Getty on steroids. Unfortunately, the native girl does not have the killer instinct that Conway desires, but English does. So guess who is Conway's next patient? Connors saves his own skin, and manages to snag Conway's wife in the process.
Tom Conway gives a bore-de-force performance. You've never seen him like this. His trademark pencil-thin moustache is missing. He literally speaks without moving his lips (this time, through mind control). His eyebrows are knit together in an almost simian appearance. He wears the most ridiculous headpiece in the history of hatdom. And he manages to get off a lengthy diatribe with only two glances as his cue cards:
You were interfering with my work, Susan. Nobody's going to stand in my way, not even you. If we had it do over again, we'd know better, wouldn't we, Susan? You wouldn't have married a man of my age and I wouldn't have undertaken to play nursemaid to a whimpering shallow woman who's been crying homesick for the past seven years."
Tom Conway gives a bore-de-force performance. You've never seen him like this. His trademark pencil-thin moustache is missing. He literally speaks without moving his lips (this time, through mind control). His eyebrows are knit together in an almost simian appearance. He wears the most ridiculous headpiece in the history of hatdom. And he manages to get off a lengthy diatribe with only two glances as his cue cards:
You were interfering with my work, Susan. Nobody's going to stand in my way, not even you. If we had it do over again, we'd know better, wouldn't we, Susan? You wouldn't have married a man of my age and I wouldn't have undertaken to play nursemaid to a whimpering shallow woman who's been crying homesick for the past seven years."