I can't believe someone like Albert Vazquez-Figueroa would allow anyone to translate one of his books into such an embarrassing mess of a film. I read several of Figueroa's books and they are extremely entertaining. And with such a good cast I was expecting something at least watchable. But this film is appalling. It looks like everybody (including the director) could not wait to wrap things up and get out of there. Even the illustrious cast could not save it. Caine sort of sleepwalks through the whole thing. Holden is just too old for the role. Harrison looks understandably embarrassed. Kabir Bedi is great to look at, but he is not asked to do much more. Ustinov is the best of the lot as the Arab slave-dealer (Arabs were the ones who were most involved in the slave trade in Africa, but of course we can't say that these days, so it's more politically correct to blame the Jews; and let's see if IMDb has the guts to post my opinion).
However, it's the utter fantastic situations that makes one throw one's hands in the air. Caine drops into a river in the middle of the African jungle (a place totally alien to him) after the helicopter carrying him crashes and the pilot of course dies, and in the next scene we see him clean and healthy in an airport ready to board a plane. How the blazes did he get there?! People walk barefoot in the burning sands of the desert for miles without getting so much as a blister. Sand troughs in oases contain crystalline water. In abundance. I could go on, but you get the general picture. And how about the sound track? Elevator music! I kid you not.
A total mess. Get the book and avoid this silliness.
However, it's the utter fantastic situations that makes one throw one's hands in the air. Caine drops into a river in the middle of the African jungle (a place totally alien to him) after the helicopter carrying him crashes and the pilot of course dies, and in the next scene we see him clean and healthy in an airport ready to board a plane. How the blazes did he get there?! People walk barefoot in the burning sands of the desert for miles without getting so much as a blister. Sand troughs in oases contain crystalline water. In abundance. I could go on, but you get the general picture. And how about the sound track? Elevator music! I kid you not.
A total mess. Get the book and avoid this silliness.