Andrew and Virginia Stone have made some good, tight little thrillers. This is not one of them. He is a fine director and she is a tasteful editor, but neither of them is a dialog writer, and the results are often so laughable that they ruin whatever else is good. Mason is miscast as the
former first mate of a liner who is flow down under to take over command of a dingy, creaky freighter, the SS Berwind
, because the captain has just passed away. Once on the ship, Mason is faced by a sullen crew and an overall atmosphere of tension. The presence of Dandridge aboard doesn't help the
good humor of the frustrated men. She is married to the Maori cook but not abo...