A safari guide Mike Stacey kills a lion in South Africa in an area belonging unfortunately to lion worshippers and thus brings a curse down on himself. Back in London he is prey to disturbing dreams and visions including men looking through his window or trying to get into his hotel room or having two warriors with spears chase him across Hampstead Heath. With all that it's a pretty dull film with an uninteresting leading man in Bryant Haliday and a bombastic music score that undercuts any tension. Musically I did enjoy the Bobby Breen Quintet in the Johannesburg night club scene accompanied by the tantalising terpsichore of Beryl Cunningham. Dennis Price appears far too briefly as does Mary Kerridge, Dennis Alaba Peters and Valli Newby. The ending of the film was a bit silly.
The film manages in the first line of its opening narration to insult all of Africa and basically this seems more like a film from the 1920's than the 1960's.
The film manages in the first line of its opening narration to insult all of Africa and basically this seems more like a film from the 1920's than the 1960's.