bkoganbing Ursula Andress may be burned up from her version of She, but John Richardson who was the incarnation of her lost love Kalikrates is now truly assumed the identity of his ancient ancestor and his now immortal being is running things in that ancient city deep in the African mountains. In The Vengeance Of She, Richardson still has certain temporal needs and feelings and the memory of Andress and a strong right hand just isn't enough. She who must be obeyed has reached from the beyond to one who is maybe her blood kin in the present day played by Olga Schoberova. The only problem for Schoberova is she's develops a flesh and blood boyfriend in Edward Judd who doesn't want to lose her. Richardson has an additional problem, an Arab sheik played by Derek Godfrey who wants some of that immortality. He has delusions of being Osama Bin-Laden and even Osama didn't quite aspire to that. One breathtaking plot and give the players credit for delivering these lines like they were written by the Bard. But this one truly is ludicrous.

Spondonman Compared to She from two years previously this isn't as good, therefore most people would probably find it tedious and trashy. But to my surprise I quite enjoyed it for what it is: a cheap and cheerful attempt to cash-in on a successful product by Hammer and entertaining to a point. What H. Rider Haggard might have thought of it is another matter though.Mysterious young blonde female pin up is wandering around alone in the South of France to a lilting theme song (redolent of Public Eye), not knowing who she is, where she's been or going - redolent of Department S. She gets taken up and along with a party that are heading for North Africa, that is, in her direction. Is she the reincarnation of Ayesha or not? Redolent of The Avengers. Berova was apparently a Playboy model with her career in front of her, but she wasn't a great actress so I wonder why Hammer chose her for the part after Ursula Andress had refused. At the not-so-lost city of Kuma I could hardly recognise John Richardson reprising his original role of immortal Kallikrates - he must have had a tough two years since She, and even his voice was dubbed ... redolent of The Flashing Blade. Maybe that's the big reason I enjoyed it, the walk down Mammary Lane. And Edward Judd was always reliable and amusing as the voice of reason to all the unreason around him. There's a very dramatic climax, but be prepared to laugh uproariously at a scene unintentionally redolent of Andy Pandy.It's a pleasant enough time-filler - if you don't expect too much from it you might get something from it.

BA_Harrison Three years after their reasonably entertaining version of H. Rider Haggard's classic adventure 'She', Hammer Studios produced a sequel, 'The Vengeance of She'. Lacking the star power of the original (Ursula Andress, Peter Cushing and Bernard Cribbens are noticeable by their absence), the film is a dreary retread of events from the earlier movie, albeit with the roles reversed: this time around, it is the immortal Killikrates (John Richardson) who is pining for his long-dead love Ayeesha.Convincing Killikrates that his soul-mate has finally been reborn in the form of a stunning European blonde named Carol (Olinka Berova), power-hungry occultist Men-Hari (Derek Godfrey) strikes a deal with the lovelorn leader: if he can successfully lure Carol to the lost African city of Kuma (using his powerful black magic), then he must be granted permission to pass through the sacred blue flame that would bring him immortality (and give him a pop at taking over the world!).Compelled to travel to Africa by the voices in her head, the confused Carol is joined on her journey by Philip (Edward Judd), a concerned psychiatrist who is determined to ensure the beautiful young woman's safety.On arriving at Kuma, and discovering the real reasons behind Carol's mysterious calling, Philip sets out to stop the poor girl from being brainwashed into believing she is Ayeesha, and prevent Men-hari from achieving his nefarious goal.'The Vengeance of She' starts promisingly enough, with the sex-kittenish, mini-skirted Berova (think along the lines of Bardot, and you won't be far wrong) making quite an impression as she walks through the French countryside (accompanied by a haunting theme song), but it soon descends into a messy mish-mash of boring mystical mumbo-jumbo, lacklustre adventure, and unconvincing melodrama.Director Cliff Owen wisely makes the most of Berova's awesome physical attributes to try and distract his audience, having her slip into clingy white robes that give viewers a tantalising glimpse of her marvellous milky puddings (please note: my workmate Phil wanted me to use that phrase in one of my comments), but even with endless gratuitous lingering shots of her semi-clad form, the film still winds up as something of a snooze-fest.

h_palka First the good part of the film. The beginning of the movie was beautifully and sharply filmed with an excellent view of the French countryside going towards Monaco with a highway cutting through. The opening theme song was haunting, especially with the supernaturally lovely Czech star Olinka Berova. When you see this miniskirted vision with the flowing blonde hair and long legs walking down the highway with her suitcase, you can't help but be hooked, especially with the aforementioned cinematography and theme music. Unless you saw the predecessor-film, SHE, with Ursula Andress(also called Undress) you wouldn't know what the film was about. The makers assumed that everyone who saw the film also saw SHE. Well, the vast majority of viewers did not and thought the movie's plot was unintelligible. QED Only Olinka Berova's ethereal beauty kept the film from being a total failure and is worth seeing for that alone. Judging by the pre-release publicity, the movie was expected to make Olinka into a major star. Unfortunately for all of us, it did not. Most of the films she made later were behind the Iron Curtain. She later married and divorced an American movieman. Today, she reportedly lives in New York under the name Olga Calley. Her retirement from film is a loss for us all. Update: Olga Calley has moved back to Prague.