It’s hard to say exactly where this one starts to go wrong. Perhaps it’s when Pat Boone takes off his shirt and cuts his plaid pants down to shorts. Perhaps it’s when they start croaking off the cute animals (at least one of which – a lizard – looks like the film-makers genuinely killed it). Perhaps it’s in thinking that this badly non-prescient Jules Verne tale would make a good movie to begin with. Some of the stuff shot in Carlsbad Cavern is kinda pretty. Most of the rest of it is too stupid to amuse anyone over the age of ten or so, and too long to entertain any remaining audience members. See if desperate
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