Showing posts with label Monsters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monsters. Show all posts
Saturday, 14 September 2013
Agonizing Horror
‘The Trollenberg Terror’ (aka ‘The Crawling Eye’ in territories where they want it all spelling out for them) is a tight, cheap little film adapted from an ITV presentation which, presumably, was even tighter and cheaper and littler.
It doesn’t sound much, but I’ve always found it extremely entertaining and occasionally pretty dark, with several nasty beheadings and some weird alien mind control shit that turns perfectly nice people psycho. Much of the violence is directed towards a poor young woman who, unfortunately for her, has mediumistic qualities. The aliens hate this because she’s onto them and their dirty schemes, so strive to get her knocked off at every available opportunity, the cheeky, slimy baskets.
It all ends in a big bonfire and the aliens learn, as so many do, that humans may not be able to fly around the universe causing problems but, by Christ, they can certainly KILL. The climax is often mocked for its extensive use of models and stop-motion camera work but, unsophisticated as it is, it works in the context of the film, so don’t sneer at them, smart-arse, that’s like having a go at Vasco Da Gama for not using a sat-nav, i.e. wrong.
Thursday, 12 May 2011
Damn You, Science
'Island Of Terror'. What a great title. & another no nonsense sci fi horror from Terence Fisher. Pretty inventive, it features man made monsters in the form of 'Silicates', tentacled mineral creatures that absorb their victims bones using a calcium dissolving enzyme. Blimey, how scientic was that last sentence? Ironically, the killer Silicates are an unfortunate byproduct of an experimental process to cure cancer.
Tightly scripted and filmed, 'IOT' has memorable monsters (seemingly filled with spaghetti), a taut jawed performance from Peter Cushing and a nice / nasty little twist at the end.
Wednesday, 2 March 2011
Mighty Fury
'Konga' is a deeply ridiculous, terribly endearing film. Mad Scientist Michael Gough (who else?) reappears after a year in the jungle with a chimp and a handful of mystical herbs that can transform his pet into a massive gorilla (I can just about accept the increase in size, but a change in species?). Gough being Gough, he immediately sets the mutated primate on the trail of his enemies, and murder is the inevitable result.
Naturally (or unnaturally) it all goes wrong and, before you can say 'King Kong', Konga grows gargantuan and decides to trash London.
For once Wikkipedia describes the end best, with the poignant 'upon his death, he reverts back to a chimpanzee'. I love this film so much it's pitiful.
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