Bomba and the Jungle Girl (1952)

"Bomba" (Johnny Sheffield) makes quite an horrific discovery one morning when his visit to a cave reveals some long-dead corpses. He decides that a decent burial ought to be in order and so sets out to discover a little more about them. The local village seems a good place to start, but he comes up against a bit of a bamboo-wall of silence. Meantime, the visiting "Ward" family - dad and daughter (as usual) - might be able to help and rue to form he and the young "Linda" (Karen Sharpe) start to get along nicely. It's only when he finds a tribesman who confides the real reason for the obfuscation that the young man and his new friends must face a difficult truth. Insofar as it goes, this is quite a menacing little tale that quite effectively uses the (studio) jungle scenario to tell a story of wickedness, murder and duplicity - and in his usually flighty fashion, the young Sheffield carries it off fine. Sure, just about every expense has been spared with the production but he works well with the visiting Sharpe and though it takes a long-outdated perspective of tribal and superstitious life in Africa, it has just about enough action to pass an hour effortlessly enough.