The legendary last film with Errol Flynn -- he died a couple of months before its release -- is as poor as its reputation claims. Mostly it's about some American girls who came down to fight in the forces of Fidel Castro, usually because their boys friends were doing so. Occasionally they run into Errol Flynn, who has grown considerably in girth since he starred in Captain Blood.
The main problem is not so much with the story -- credited to Flynn -- or the dialogue. Both are rambling and dull, even if the performances seem almost adequate. The problem is the visuals. The characters who are the center of the story disappear into the background. At first I thought it might be due to a poor, low-contrast print. However, when I started to look at the film with that in mind, I soon noticed that they were placed in the frame in front of objects just as dark or light as they, and several sequences, like one set in a mill, has equipment operating; in these, the motion of the equipment distracted from those of the unmoving performers. My conclusions were confirmed when the moving concluded as it had begun, with Flynn offering a voice-over commentary with stock images on the screen. What was going on in those sequences was clear.
There's little doubt that setting a story in a revolution is an exciting idea, even if most of a century has dimmed the allure of Castro's revolution and government. However, there's little of visual excitement on the screen, unless you count sewing a rip in Flynn's trousers. It's a sad note for a once-vibrant action star to go out on.