The Creeping Terror (1964)

Calificación de los usuarios:

1.8/10   

Director:

Vic Savage

Guionista:

Robert Silliphant (story)

Fecha de Lanzamiento:

1964 (USA)

Género:

Ciencia-Ficción | Horror

Plot:

A newlywed sheriff tries to stop a shambling monster that has emerged from a spaceship to eat people.

Plot Keywords:

Monster | Spaceship | Uninvited Guest | Slug Creature | Marriage

Comentarios de los usuarios:

Driving, pounding ecstasy...

Reparto

Vic Savage	...	Martin Gordon
Shannon O'Neil	...	Brett Gordon
William Thourlby	...	Dr. Bradford
John Caresio	...	Col. James Caldwell
Brendon Boone	...	Barney, the deputy (as Norman Boone)
Byrd Holland	...	Sheriff
Jack King	...	Grandpa Brown
Pierre Kopp	...	Bobby
Ken Savage
Mark Field
Les La Marr
Mary Price
Louise Lawson
Myra Lee
Buddy Mize

También conocida como:

Dangerous Charter
The Crawling Monster

Duración:

75 min

País:

USA

Idioma:

Inglés

Color:

Negro y Blanco

Relación de Aspecto:

1.33 : 1

Sonido:

Mono

Locaciones de Filmación:

Film Center Studios, Glendale, California, USA

Compañía:

Metropolitan International Pictures

Trivialidades:

Evidence is lacking that this film ever received a theatrical release. There were no advertised theatrical showings in The New York Times, the Los Angeles Times, or The Chicago Tribune before it began to be shown on television circa 1976.

Errores:

Boquete en la Historia: The alien spaceship controls are marked in English and have human-hand type controls, despite the fact that alien is a 10 foot-tall bacteria culture.

Citas:

Dark Haired Woman At Party: My God!!! What is it???!

Conexiones de Película:

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Driving, pounding ecstasy...

Yes! It's all true! By any standard of film-making (acting, lighting, sound, direction, writing, pacing, camera-work, sets, characterization, etc.) The Creeping Terror justifiably earns the very lowest score possible. I don't believe that a worse movie could be made, intentionally or otherwise.

So why do I love this film?

There's something undeniably sincere about this movie. The writer/director/leading man Art Nelson must have believed so strongly in the project that he insisted on finishing it even when he accidentally dumped the audio equipment into Lake Tahoe. The actors were REALLY trying to look scared when they were crawling into the creature's mouth. (OK, maybe Grandpa was a bit slack in that department.) The dancers were giving it their all--even that guy that keeps hopping up and down and twisting his forearms in tight little circles. The narrator did his best to dramatize the action. ("...GRENADES!") The soldiers took obligingly took Mr. Nelson's direction and stood motionless in a small group waiting for the creature to devour them. They all must have BELIEVED that they were doing good work. It's a tribute to the (admittedly bizarre) vision of Art Nelson that this movie was made, much less released. What did he see that we can't?

This is a fascinating movie that I have watched dozens of times and will watch many more times. It's not a worthless waste of time. It's true auteur-ship at it's misguided best.