Review of Paradise Isle

Darn those greedy white men, invading the peaceful Polynesian islands in search of pearls, and paying the natives to dive, risking their lives for people who could care less about them. Actually, here it is only one greedy white man (William B. Davidson) who uses the presence of a blind survivor of a shipwreck (Warren Hull) to anger native George Piltz into diving as the girl he loves (Movita) falls in love with Hull. Davidson further plots to get his hands on the pearls by having a local drunk (John St. Polis) pose as a doctor to pretend to treat Hull which leads to the accidental death of a young island boy St. Polis is forced to treat. This film is simply just boring from beginning to end, definitely no threat to the real gems of this genre ("The Hurricane", "South of Pago Pago"), and the actors playing the natives are completely miscast. There's also the stereotyping of them as overly eager to please every visitor who comes to the island, in spite of the dangers they face in what the white man demands of them and the natural conditions in which they live.