Let me start off by noting that this movie would rank highly in my top ten of worst movies ever. There are three main characters: Robinson, Friday and a dog called skipper. The smart one out of the three would appear to be the doggie, who committed suicide in the midst of the movie. Perhaps the doggie had read through the remaining script and decided that suicide, given Rin Tin Tin's status as the all time cult doggie hero, was not under threat, was the decent thing to do. I concur.
The movie begins with a script brought back to Scotland by the shipwrecked Robinson who has managed to be saved. The irony that Robinson left Scotland as an accused murderer following a dual with a friend, and returned to Scotland through a similar route after a dual with Friday - was not lost on me - but just in case I didn't get it - the background narration made sure the point was voiced. Thanks but no thanks. The saving of Robinson, by Friday followed an attack on his shared dwellings by cannibals. Shock, horror I can hear you say, but given Friday's rapid take up of the Scottish language, it does make you wonder why such an intelligent man could not have escorted Robinson back home at the earliest opportunity and spared many of us a tedious last 40 minutes of the storyline. Still without Friday's brilliance, or perhaps the dying and hallucinogenic Robinson, after being wounded in a cannibal raid, but still managed to sober up sufficiently to point Friday in the direction of his journal, with those immortal words: "Save my Journal Friday ..." Robinson's manuscript might have been left on the Island, and this particular tale lost. Pity.
The movie begins with a script brought back to Scotland by the shipwrecked Robinson who has managed to be saved. The irony that Robinson left Scotland as an accused murderer following a dual with a friend, and returned to Scotland through a similar route after a dual with Friday - was not lost on me - but just in case I didn't get it - the background narration made sure the point was voiced. Thanks but no thanks. The saving of Robinson, by Friday followed an attack on his shared dwellings by cannibals. Shock, horror I can hear you say, but given Friday's rapid take up of the Scottish language, it does make you wonder why such an intelligent man could not have escorted Robinson back home at the earliest opportunity and spared many of us a tedious last 40 minutes of the storyline. Still without Friday's brilliance, or perhaps the dying and hallucinogenic Robinson, after being wounded in a cannibal raid, but still managed to sober up sufficiently to point Friday in the direction of his journal, with those immortal words: "Save my Journal Friday ..." Robinson's manuscript might have been left on the Island, and this particular tale lost. Pity.