Creature of Destruction
A mad stage hypnotist Dr. John Basso reverts his beautiful assistant Doreena into the physical form of a prehistoric sea monster she was in a past life. Using this power he attempts to find fame and fortune by predicting a series of murders and then using the monster to carry them out.
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- Cast:
- Les Tremayne , Pat Delaney , Aron Kincaid , Neil Fletcher
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Very best movie i ever watch
Bad Acting and worse Bad Screenplay
As Good As It Gets
At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.
Within moments I was struck with how terrible the movie looked. With a monster that looks like it was made by the Blue Peter cast, random colour filters that looked appalling and a score that made me turn the volume down it was so bad.Telling the story of a psychic, his subject and a mysterious creature (The very same one used in multiple movies to save money)When you can't take the antagonist seriously and find yourself squinting to work out whats going on you have to question what the creators were playing at.Sure it's not the worst of its ilk, but this is one of those that is so bad.....it's bad and doesn't even have that goofy charm to elevate it above embarassment.The Good: The monster is unintentional comedyThe Bad:Light filters are bafflingly badMonster is laughableMusic cuts through you like a knifeThings I Learnt From This Movie:Science is jazzBatman is a traditional party song
Although the writing credits are totally dissimilar, this movie is an unashamed re-make of The Sea Creature (1956). Although the names of all the characters have been changed, they – as well as the plot and most of the dialogue – are identical. But what is not identical are the fine performances in the original movie. Les Tremayne makes a game stab at the role of the hypnotist but comes nowhere near the power and panache of the Chester Morris portrayal. The rest of the cast – with but one exception – come nowhere near matching the original players. The one exception is Pat Delany. She is not only the equal of Marla English in looks, but is actually superior in acting ability. However, so far as the screenplay is concerned, all that Tony Huston (posing as Enrique Touceda) has done is to change the effectiveness of the original climax and to add a couple of rock numbers for Scotty McKay. As for the "creature" herself, she is largely and laughably inept, both in make-up and acting ability. Also of little appeal is Larry Buchanan's wearisomely, TV oriented direction with its plethora of isolated and arbitrarily inserted close-ups. Admittedly, a few of the scenes (e.g. the teaser Prologue) are inventively handled. Some of the photography is also imaginative (e.g. the silhouette of the black-caped, top-hated hypnotist on the cliff top). Production values are also not too bad, considering the film was obviously produced on a very, very tight budget.
Chasrismatic, but deranged hypnotist Dr. John Basso (a smooth portrayal by Les Tremayne, who's a lot better than this dreck deserves) uses his powers to put his beautiful assistant Doreena (the insanely lovely Pat Delaney) under his wicked spell and resurrect an ancient lethal prehistoric monster (Bryon Lord in a hilariously hokey and unconvincing rubber suit) that goes on the expected killing spree. Man, does this baby possess all the right wrong stuff to qualify as a real four star stinkeroonie: hopelessly all-thumbs (non)direction by legendary schlockmeister Larry Buchanan, a plodding pace, infrequent and poorly staged monster attack scenes, crude, grainy cinematography by Robert C. Jessup (the occasional fades-outs are especially primitive), a meandering and uneventful narrative, a drab, talky script by Tony Huston, mostly insipid acting from a bland cast (Aron Kincaid in particular is an absolute stiff as drippy psychic expert Captain Theodore Dell), a pervasive lethargy that completely destroys all the tension and momentum, and a thoroughly botched limp and unexciting conclusion. Singer Scotty McKay briefly pops up to belt out a couple of swinging surf-rock songs with a groovy band while a bunch of teens energetically dance the frug. Sure, this film is a turkey, but it has a certain singularly inept and inert charm to it which in turn makes this flick weirdly entertaining in a so-awful-it's-awesome sort of way. An absolute tacky hoot.
This movie has bad acting, bad sound, a bad plot and bad special effects that consist of nothing more than a man in a rubber suit and a mask. The movie gets a few points for being funny, but not nearly enough to rescue it. Of special note is the music score plays distractingly through the dialog. I rated it a "1"