Deranged doll-maker Mr. Franz is deathly afraid of being left alone, so he creates a machine that can shrink humans down to only a few inches tall. He soon accumulates a troupe of shrunken prisoners whom he forces to perform for him and keep him company. When he shrinks his secretary Sally and her fiance Bob, the pair decide against spending their days as pint-sized playthings and try to find a way to escape and re-enlarge themselves. Written by
Jean-Marc Rocher <email@example.com>
Terror Comes In Small Packages!
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Did You Know?
The giant phone prop was supplied by the phone company. See more
When Franz goes from the front room to the rear, he exits on the left side of the doorway, as viewed from the front room. When the shot immediately cuts to the rear room, he's shown entering on the opposite side of the doorway. See more
Oh that. What's it look like to you?
You're My Living Doll
Music by Albert Glasser
and Don A. Ferris
(as Don Ferris)
Lyrics by Henry Schrage
Sung by Marlene Willis See more