Allan Quatermain and the Lost City of Gold (1987) (part 1 of 5)
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[Note from the author: This recap is meant to be a continuation of the King Solomon’s Mines piece, so I would recommend you read that one before continuing.]
At long, long, last I finish off my trilogy of Sharon Stone films that I started in 2010. What can I say? Sometimes, there’s only so much crap you can take, and our entry today is a prime example. Allan Quatermain and the Lost City of Gold is based very loosely on the novel bearing the hero’s name, and was shot back-to-back with King Solomon’s Mines. This one has Allan searching for his brother, who’s gone off into deepest Africa in search of a lost city of gold.
Richard Chamberlain and Sharon Stone are back, doing their thing, and for some ungodly reason, James Earl Jones signed on to this piece of shit, which proves once and for all that the original Star Wars trilogy didn’t net him much money. Henry Silva and Cassandra “Elvira, Mistress of the Dark” Peterson also appear, but I can chalk that up to them just being in dire need of work.
The result is a hilariously bad movie, with more remarkably dodgy special effects, some bad acting, and some truly dumb moments, but I don’t want to spoil it for you too soon. I give it 5 out of 10 outlandishly huge axes. Let’s check it out.