It seemed like a good idea at the moment – sleepless in the dreary night of the Astigianistan Hills, I settled down with a steaming cup of tea and Isle of Destiny, a 1940 movie I had never seen or heard of (and I would soon learn why) but that promised adventure and thrills.
After all, the movie poster announced…
She was a sarong wearing – gun-toting – poisoned-dart shooting siren of the South Seas!
What could ever go wrong?
Let’s see… Continue reading