Meandering. Lacks the sharp edge of Lost Souls. I usually love Burt Lancaster, but he's out of his range here like Peck as Ahab.

Michael York runs, fights, sleeps, rinses, lathers and repeats throughout the movie and is free from the restraints of any character. He just runs, fights and sleeps, over and over. Considering the material and the cast they had to work with, this is pretty disappointing.

Considerably worse than I remembered it being. There are some interesting new variations on the material here, but the 1932 version is so much better. Somehow, the creature makeups turned out *worse* than they did 45 years ago, there's clearly a big Final Shocking Reveal that must have been cut because the producers wanted a happy ending, and the music score, quite plainly, sucks. I felt like I was watching the elementary school pageant version of _Island of Lost Souls_