Anyone who is rating this higher then a Francis Coleman film (a ONE) is rating it on it's horribly fun factor. This is one of the worst films of all time and it took me literally 7 hours to finally make it to the ending. Thankfully I watched the rifftrax version (now available on Hulu) and so they took the really bad funny movie factor and multiplied it by 10. All in all, this deserves to be in bottom 100 film land straight up, but as a Rifftrax product it's at least an 8 or 9. It is hilarious but also an insult to the theater goers of the day that actually paid money to watch this. The whole thing is one big sack of feces, but funny as hell because it's so bad. ONE STAR. The rewatchability of this is very suspect also unlike a Coleman Francis film like Beast Of Yucca Flats or Red Zone Cuba which I have watched at least 5 times each. This thing is funny but also very painful. ONE STAR.

I've got a suggestion for the CIA. Are you having trouble breaking down terrorist suspects at Guantanamo? Then, just make them watch this hour of movie loony tunes, and I guarantee they'll confess to anything. If the surreal story doesn't get them, that crazed guitar strumming will. I still can't figure out how anyone outside an institution can plunk the same note over and over and over. At one point, the movie's mad scientist insists "… their nerves will soon break". Now I know he meant the audience, not the movie.The cast is an all-star line-up of bad movie vets— especially, Talbot, Fuller, and Nixon. And I love the way Knapp keeps looking skyward as he recites his dreadful lines. It's like he's expecting the wrath of god at any moment. And what's with dancer Tarentella whose horizontal squirming turns her into a human floor mop, even if she does look like Liz Taylor's older sister. However, for sheer weirdness, nothing beats Dr. Masterson. He just stands there grinning idiotically the whole time. It's like giving Mr. Rogers a gun to make nice with his neighborhood. Happily, it's an easy payday for Hollywood's plucky dwarf colony. All they have to do is leer into the camera, laughing at us I guess for maybe paying actual money to see this mess.Still, watching this hour of sheer goofiness is a lot more perverse fun than 90% of old Hollywood's prestige productions. You know, the kind with Liz and Dick that are faster acting than a load of Sominex. No chance of that here as we wait for the next slice of serious silliness. Here's a big load of Golden Turkeys to Tevos and Ormond for a truly inspired bad movie.

Thanks to IMDb's kindness, I watched this for free. Thank you, IMDb!!! I watched it after spending most of a day doing family bookkeeping on my laptop. This may have left me in an especially appropriate mood. I'm 80 years old. Truly inept, minimal-budget movies are a new experience for me, and I love them. I sit back speculating how they could have built their sets and animated their monsters at the least possible expense.Despite what other reviewers have written, the actor who portrays the visiting scientist and who is transformed into a ... well, to avoid any spoiler, make it "a different sort of person" does a lovely job. I mean that seriously. The brunette who dances seductively does so well --- though even in my long-vanished youth she'd have terrified me, and the (admittedly repetitive)loud guitar music is generally superior to the dialog. The blonde who serves as Heroine is perhaps the nastiest person in the film, though this doesn't seem to be intentional. And actually the admittedly inexpensive monster was pretty good in its brief, brief appearances. So, in their brief appearances, were the dwarfs, midgets and poor scantily-attired young ladies.Logic? Sensible behavior in dangerous situations? Competent acting by all but one of the cast? Of course not: that's part of the fun.

Man, what a piece of work this is. Written by jaded monkeys hammered on bad tequila, apparently directed by a 14 year old who saw a Hammer film once, and edited with a weed-whacker, this is the kind of movie you think of when you think of Grade Z, bottom-of-the-barrel sci-fi from the "Bad Old Days" of drive-in triple features and Saturday night "Creature Feature" shows.Even for sympathetic and easy-to-entertain bad movie fans,it's hard to get a handle on the screenplay. Narrated by Lyle Talbot in his most portentous and hammy voice stylings, the story line makes no sense - it's told as a flashback, but the whose flashback is it supposed to be? The movie doesn't seem to know, and we never find out. There's no coherent,logical answer to that question...nor anything else in the screenplay. I think the endless flamenco guitar loop on the soundtrack is meant to distract the audience from this, or at least fill in some of the dead space in the acting and the blocking and the dialog. Even for such a lame premise, the movie has a bone-thin plot that requires endless padding and extra footage - apparently from another movie - that doesn't really jibe or blend with the footage about Coogan and the party of adventurers who get stranded on his Mesa.Meanwhile, poor Jackie Coogan tries to salvage his dignity while playing a mad scientist who unleashes the forces of darkness on the party of adventurers/kidnappees, only to have everything go wrong in, what else, a lab fire. I added two extra stars to the score out of sheer pity for him.This isn't actually the worst movie I've ever seen, since a few scenes would have actually have worked if the tempo was snappier,and the basic premise of the screenplay holds some interest in spite of its hamhanded execution. Also of interest because it makes the work of Ed Wood Jr. look good by comparison, and I didn't think that was possible.