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Showing posts with label Richard Cunha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Richard Cunha. Show all posts

Thursday, March 12, 2009

SHE DEMONS

SHE DEMONS (1958). Director: Richard E. Cunha. 

A spoiled heiress, Jerrie (Irish McCalla), is shipwrecked on an island with a small party where she discovers that a mad Nazi, Carl (Rudolph Anders), is conducting terrible experiments. These have to do with "thermal energy" (actually, lava) but Carl seems more obsessed with what he calls "character X" (actually, genes). Seems his wife Mona (Leni Tana) was horribly burned and disfigured in a lab accident, so hubby experiments on beautiful native girls who all turn into big-toothed, scaly horrors that the hero Fred (Tod Griffin) calls "she demons" [to Carl's delight]. The film is reasonably entertaining to start, but the fun eventually peters out. Anders is a bit hammy (even for this kind of film) but he's effective as the slimy Nazi wannabee lover boy. Hopeless Irish McCalla gives a performance like you would expect of an 8-year-old child. Tod Griffin, who did a lot of TV work, is at least professional, as is Victor Sen Yung as Sammy. [Yung is better known as "Number Two Son" of the Charlie Chan films.] The picture picks up in the last few minutes as the good guys try to escape from the island. Stock footage is judiciously blended with some new, credible FX work and there are some reasonably exciting scenes. The she demons themselves don't have much to do. 

Verdict: Okay for about 30 minutes but the film runs 80. *1/2.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

FRANKENSTEIN'S DAUGHTER


FRANKENSTEIN'S DAUGHTER (1958). Director: Richard Cunha.

Frankenstein's grandson Oliver Frank (Donald Murphy) has somehow wound up working with the elderly Carter Morton (Felix Locher) on something or other while in the wine cellar he's secretly putting in work on his real project: making another monster. Oliver inexplicably gives Morton's niece Trudy (Sandra Knight) a drug that turns her into a snarling, deformed she-creature that roams the streets in a bathing suit. Later Oliver uses the brain of Sandra's friend Suzie (Sally Todd) to bring his "Frankenstein's daughter" to life -- even if the poor thing looks much more like a man. Stupid, illogical but amusing horror film holds the attention but offers few real thrills. John Ashley plays Trudy's boyfriend and Harold Lloyd Jr. is Suzie's singing beau. Donald Murphy offers a flavorful and good performance as Frankenstein, but the younger players offer amateurish performances. Felix Locher gives a poor performance as well, but John Zaremba and Wolfe Barzell are better as a cop and the "gardener" who assists Frankenstein in his work. In the sixties Sandra Knight was married to Jack Nicholson for six years, and appeared with him in The Terror. She wasn't much of an actress.

Verdict: Unintentionally comical at times and mildly entertaining. **.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

MISSILE TO THE MOON

MISSILE TO THE MOON (1959). Director: Richard Cunha. 

Missile to the Moon is one of a series of astronauts-encounter-beautiful-women-on-a-sinister-planet films of the fifties, which include Queen of Outer Space, Fire Maidens of Outer Space, and Cat-Women of the Moon (of which Missile is a loose remake). None of these would be considered great movies, but they are fun to watch if taken in the right spirit. For one thing, many critics over the years seem to have ignored the fact that these films – certainly Missile to the Moon – were made for juvenile audiences. Some critics, such as Bill Warren in his entertaining “Keep Watching the Skies!,” rant about the ineptitudes of the film and its dumb science, which seems besides the point when you consider that it is clearly a fantasy “comic book” movie geared for children. Missile is actually entertaining in its own dopey way, far more so than its model Cat-Women of the Moon. We have a collection of gorgeous women trapped in an oxygen-rich cavern inside the moon; a giant spider “dark monster” that eats sacrifices; rock monsters that blend in with cliff walls and then pull away to clunk after their victims; a cat-fight between the heroine and the moon bitch who has her eye on the hero; and the enormous bosom of said bitch Nina Bara, who stabs her leader (or “Lido”) in the back so that she can be ruler of the dying (all the men are gone) little moon community. Years before he made this film Richard Travis co-starred with Bette Davis in The Man Who Came to Dinner; his career went on a downslide that never quit (at least Jim Davis, who had been with Bette in Winter Meeting, eventually wound up on TV's Dallas). In Missile Travis plays a scientist who inadvertently goes along with his girlfriend (Cathy Downs), their colleague who built the rocketship, and two escaped convicts on a trip to the moon. Tommy Cook is fairly vivid as the nasty little Gary, and Gary Clarke is competent as his fellow jailbird, Lon. Laurie Mitchell, who played the Queen of Outer Space, has a small role in this and gets eaten by the unconvincing, wiggly prop spider and Marjorie Hellen, another one of the moon gals, betrays some sensitive acting skills that are generally unappreciated in movies like this. (Later she changed her name and became better known as Leslie Parrish.) Nina Bara chews up the scenery (some might say she acts with her breasts) but she's undeniably vital if not downright operatic. Travis merely proves that he really wasn't much of an actor. Several alleged beauty contest winners were chosen to fill out the cast but they are merely decorative; not one of them gets to say a line. Cathy Downs gets the best dialogue: Looking around at the gorgeous moon women, she says “ If I'd known there was going to be this kind of competition I'd have undressed for the occasion.” {DVD available from Image Entertainment. Includes some interesting publicity and backstage shots in a photo gallery extra.} 

Verdict: Entertaining nonsense. **1/2.