We've all heard that(paraphrased)line in a movie, right? When cattle/teenagers/homeless people start disappearing, and dammit, we need answers, who comes to our rescue? Yes, the lovably eccentric wise Native American/discredited scientist/otherwise dubious "expert", with a tailor made "legend" or "fable" or even, if the writers were ballsy, a "report" concerning just the matter at hand. But what does our brave hero do? Well, actually, most of the time he goes along with it. But the AUTHORITIES now, they don't believe that ballyhoo, do they? No. They will pay. Or, in this movie, hippies will pay. With blood. With buckets and buckets of blood.
Consider this movie's "legend"... well, there isn't one, really. But there is this undisputed scientific fact: "If there's a pleisiosaur, there must be a pterodactyl!" There, the voice of reason. And if it's a 1970s Japanese sci-fi, hippies must die. Godzilla vs the Smog Monster. That movie about Nostradamus. And that one with the meteor... Japanese SF of the '70s was a veritable smörgåsbord of reactionary nihilism.
Boy, do hippies die in this one. If I remember correctly, after two hippies play a prank on some other hippies having a little festival, the diving suited clods get dragged under by Nessie. Unless the pterodactyl got 'em. It was a long time ago. But I remember dead hippies, a dead horse, and an apocalyptic climax that almost perfectly complements the end of The Land That Time Forgot.
Watch it as a double bill with The Last Dinosaur... in which feminists AND chauvinists get their comeuppance!
Consider this movie's "legend"... well, there isn't one, really. But there is this undisputed scientific fact: "If there's a pleisiosaur, there must be a pterodactyl!" There, the voice of reason. And if it's a 1970s Japanese sci-fi, hippies must die. Godzilla vs the Smog Monster. That movie about Nostradamus. And that one with the meteor... Japanese SF of the '70s was a veritable smörgåsbord of reactionary nihilism.
Boy, do hippies die in this one. If I remember correctly, after two hippies play a prank on some other hippies having a little festival, the diving suited clods get dragged under by Nessie. Unless the pterodactyl got 'em. It was a long time ago. But I remember dead hippies, a dead horse, and an apocalyptic climax that almost perfectly complements the end of The Land That Time Forgot.
Watch it as a double bill with The Last Dinosaur... in which feminists AND chauvinists get their comeuppance!