Fire Maidens from Outer Space (1956)

Director:

Cy Roth

Writers:

Cy Roth (story)
Cy Roth (screenplay)

Release Date:

6 September 1956 (USA)

Genre:

Romance | Sci-Fi

Tagline:

SCIENCE-FICTION'S GREATEST THRILL!

Plot:

A team of astronauts lands on a moon of Jupiter to find it populated with beautiful young women looking for mates. An old man explains to the explorers the group's story, as well as the moon's dangers.

Plot Keywords:

Patriarch | Jupiter | Outer Space | Rocket Ship | Moon

Cast

Anthony Dexter	...	Luther Blair
Susan Shaw	...	Hestia
Paul Carpenter	...	Captain Larson
Jacqueline Curtis	...	Duessa
Harry Fowler	...	Sydney Stanhope
Sydney Tafler	...	Dr. Higgins
Rodney Diak	...	Anderson
Maya Koumani	...	Fire Maiden
Owen Berry	...	Prasus
Richard Walter	...	The Monster
Norma Arnould	...	Fire Maiden
Jan Holden	...	Fire Maiden
Sylvia Burrows	...	Fire Maiden
Shane Cordell	...	Fire Maiden (as Eunice Jebbett)
Ann Elsden	...	Fire Maiden

Also Known As:

Fire Maidens of Outer Space (USA)
The Thirteenth Moon of Jupiter (UK) (original script title)

Runtime:

80 min | USA:68 min

Country:

UK

Language:

English

Color:

Black and White

Aspect Ratio:

1.37 : 1

Sound Mix:

Mono

Certification:

USA:Approved | USA:Passed (National Board of Review)

Company:

Criterion Films

Goofs:

Revealing mistakes: Whenever the all-controlling twin-lever guidance device is used, it clearly moves revealing it to be unattached to the flight panel.

Movie Connections:

Referenced in "Mystery Science Theater 3000: Radar Secret Service (#6.20)" (1993)

extra! borodin spins in grave! details coming up!

written, produced, and directed (already we're in trouble!) by Cy Roth, this is a film about empire building, megalomania, and a quest for vindication. By whom? By Cy Roth, that's by whom! Actually, this is a movie about five chain-smoking, er, "astronauts" who fly their V-2 rocket through some dangerous looking stock footage to the 13th moon of Jupiter where they discover: Atlantis(!), a bunch of pretty young girls running around in what look like tennis skirts, a laughably bad monster, and the sad realization that none of them should ever have quit their day jobs. This movie is so indescribably bad, so incredibly inept - the whole thing looks like it was shot in somebody's back yard - that it has to be seen to be believed. And through it all, the strains of Borodin's "Polovetsian Dance No. 2" aka "Stranger in Paradise" repeat and repeat and repeat like bad take-out. Take our word for it: see this movie once, and you will never again be able to listen to the aforementioned music without conjuring up visions of this awful, execrable film.