This movie isn't really that bad, but there are too many improbable and doubtful aspects in it. For one thing Tracey plays Wagner's brother, although he looks more like his granfather (when this film was made Wagner was 26 and Tracey was 56 and looked 20 years older). Also, the feats of physical endurance are so overdone to seem almost ludicrous, even for a nineteen fifties film. The ending was OK, but I couldn't figure out why Tracey's character would bother claiming the looting of the airplane as his doing to save his brother's reputation (since they were the only two up on the mountain he could have just not mentioned it at all). But despite all these faults, the movie isn't that bad. But not one of Tracey's better films.