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Don't listen to the Hype. It's awful

The film creates a perfect balance between action and depth of basic needs, in the midst of an infertile atmosphere.

Blistering performances.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

More masochistic movie musings, because this is an effort almost hardly worth entering a review as there is little of note to keep your attention; EXCEPT, that is, for the fact that this stars what seems to be the only film that sultry, dark eyed, full (bottom) lipped (á la A. Jolie style) forgotten starlet beauty Devera Burton appeared in: unfortunately the copy I saw seemed to be mostly shot too darkly in shadow and many of her appearances profile or mid distance; but about three quarters of the way through (c.45 / 6 min. mark) having come into possession (from gone mad dead dad, captain of the ship) - and thus been possessed herself - by the titular Omoo Omoo Shark God's black pearl eyes curse, she's given a full frame, lit face shot in which to emote almost in a M. Monroe style c. 'Don't Bother to Knock' era. And for that alone, it was worth the price of the time given to watch entry.So, if you do decide she is worth catching (she deserves it; she's gorgeous!), you can also savour the scene where she staring out from the top deck of the eighteenth century schooner, over the ocean, joined by the obviously far more educated doctor, he warns her not to go for a swim (she's 'decked' out in eighteenth century attire: did such womenfolk really leap off the poop deck for a dip in those days?), since directs her attention to a battle between denizens of the deep below (Octopus and Moray eel) all of which is shown that as from their vantage point, they can see through the ocean down to the seabed in pristine (aquarium!*) detail. (PLOT SPOILER?: "For as long as that octopus lives - there can be no peace." - um, for the shoals of fish that is, which are then soundtracked to what seems to be the music usually used for attacking Indians in Westerns. - And to its music, there's also some occasional nice 'weirdy' theremin use, too.) Having got that far, there's also one or two more daft delivery lines to listen out for: check the quotes sidebar.* another reviewer already noted how the Octopus tentacles clearly come up against some clear obstruction .. but which, if you like Octopi, provides good views of them, though - so credit due to presumably (possibly), from the title card credits, "Optical effects: Consolidated Film Industries".Oh, by the way: yes, it's based (mashed up?) on a Herman Melville book=double bill it with Greg Peck's 'Moby Dick'!

Camp? No! Well made? No! Good acting? No! Competent director? No! In fact this is the only film directed by Leon Leonard. Thrilling screenplay? No! In fact, this is also the only film written by Leon Leonard. Before he surfaced for Omoo, Leonard's only other association with the movies occurred way back in 1930 in which he acted in a Rudy Vallee short called "Campus Sweethearts" and was actually billed ahead of Ginger Rogers. Solid production values? No! Made on a shoestring budget? Definitely! Moody photography? Yes! Thank you, Benjamin H. "Tough Assignment" Kline! Based on the 1847 novel by Herman Melville? Sort of! Other info: Aside from a small, uncredited part in "The Threat" (1949), this is the only film appearance of its female "star", Devera Burton. The male star, however, Australian actor, Ron Randell who played the title role in "Smithy" (1946), went on to have a most distinguished career on the Broadway stage which, oddly enough, ran parallel to an extensive movie (mostly minor films) and TV career (mostly – except for the "O.S.S." series in which he played Captain Frank Hawthorn – "guest" roles). Available on a very good Alpha DVD.

Oomo-Oomo, The Shark God (1949) ** (out of 4) This year I'm trying to track down some of the rarer horror movies and I'm not going to lie when I say I've seen a lot of horror films. However, I believe this little rarity is perhaps the lowest budgeted film I've ever seen. I'm not sure what the actual budget was but I'd be shocked if it were over a couple grand. A ship full of men head to an unknown Pacific island so that they can steal the diamond eyes of a sacred shark god. This god is protected by voodoo folks and you know what happens when the diamonds are stolen. I'm giving this thing two stars simply because I just watched it in amazement at how many corners the producer's took to keep the budget down. All the "horror" items are kept pretty much off screen and we're only told about them through narration. The sound effects are cheap as hell as you can tell it just seems like a record being played in the background. The only good moment is some nice stock footage of underwater scenes including an octopus being killed and eventually eaten by thousands of fish.

With a title like "Omoo-Omoo The Shark God" I was making room on my Top Ten Worst Movie List for a possible contender, but you know, this wasn't all that bad. Just goes to show you that initial impressions can be deceiving. The first thing to get my double take reaction was seeing that the picture was based on a Herman Melville novel in the opening credits. If Omoo shares the same heritage as Moby Dick, it can't be all that bad.The story has to do with a pair of stolen black pearls of great wealth; they were the eyes of the shark god on the island of Taviti, just off the tip of Sumatra. The shark god is represented by a large stone statue revered by the island inhabitants, but without it's eyes to distinguish good from evil, the islanders have run up a string of bad luck resulting in a drought and poor crops. The captain of the Schooner Julie is returning to Taviti to finally claim the pearls he tried to steal the first time around, but wound up abandoning when the island drums drove him mad.The story adds intrigue by having the crew of the Julie take sides in the quest, with the Captain (Trevor Bardette) succumbing to an illness that is treated by a stowaway aboard ship. Tembo (Rudy Robles) is the son of the island Chief Tari (Pedro de Cordoba), and uses a combination of native medicine and mumbo jumbo to give the captain a temporary fix to make it to the island. However when the captain succumbs to his malady, the illness is passed on to his daughter by way of the voodoo like curse. It's up to good guy Jeff Garland (Ron Randell) to set things right by convincing Julie (Devera Burton) that the treasured pearls belong to Omoo-Omoo after all.I wasn't expecting all the stock footage the film employs to display island wildlife the way it did, particularly the pair of tigers doing battle about midway through. At first I didn't think it probable that tigers would be part of the landscape, but Sumatra is known for it's own species of big cat, so I guess that wasn't so much of a stretch. Earlier, there was a scene where Julie and Garland observe an underwater battle between an octopus and a moray eel. The logistics of the scene don't work at all, but it was entertaining enough to gloss over the believability factor. If you watch closely though, you'll notice the tentacles of the octopus push up against the side of the aquarium glass that it was filmed in.Anyway, taking the Herman Melville connection and combining it with the "Treasure of the Sierra Madre" flavor of the greed among the participants vying for the black pearls, you have an entertaining enough story for it's mere fifty eight minute length. Say now, Black Pearl, someone might be able to take that concept and really run with it. Hey, wait a minute...