Well…

…it does that.

Movie night!

Tonight it’s an exercise in exquisite tedium called; Monster from Green Hell (1957).

I never have thought of the Bronson Caves area of Los Angeles as green hell, but apparently director Kenneth Crane did…or at least his budget did. I just couldn’t keep from recalling the last time I saw these caves, a man in a gorilla suit and deep sea diving helmet was wobbling out the entrance in the classic Robot Monster from Outer space (1953). I suppose that kind of aesthetic decision-making is to be expected from the same fellow who directed the remarkably bothersome quasi-Japanese horror piece; The Manster (1959), featuring an unfortunate guy with a murderous Neanderthal growing out of his shoulder.

You can’t make this stuff up…yet…someone did.

Tonight’s flick features a volcano of the deux-et-machina variety, a giant wasp, water scarcity, cigarette lack-of-scarcity, elephant stampede stock footage, native stampede stock footage, and lots of bare-chested young Jock Ewing of Dallas fame (aka Jim Davis).

How can you miss with ingredients like that?

Perhaps the footage of Jim Davis coulda (shoulda) been stock.