Low-budget film about a young man given a mystical medallion by an Aztec shaman, in order to become a puma-empowered champion like his father before him. In trying to initially locate the ... See full summary »
Alberto De Martino
Walter George Alton,
Miguel Ángel Fuentes
A creature that looks like a cross between a Chinese dragon puppet and the Pope sucks up people into its maw. A sheriff, his wife, and a "handsome" scientist battle it to the end, with a sub plot about the evils of bachelorhood. Written by
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The stock audio of the monster's growling was also used in Battle Beyond the Sun (1962) and Jack the Giant Killer (1962). See more »
When Martin's vehicle comes in to crush the monster, it is 10-15 feet away from the army truck but when Martin rams the monster it is right up against the truck. See more »
Barney and Martin had been bachelor buddies for years. But now that Martin was settling down to marriage, they were slowly drifting apart. Barney, naturally, was still dating all the girls in town, and he couldn't understand why Brett and Martin didn't pal around with him more than they did. He couldn't comprehend that married life brought with it not only new problems and duties, but the necessary togetherness of husband and wife as well. Despite Brett's most tactful considerations, such as ...
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Yes! It's all true! By any standard of film-making (acting, lighting, sound, direction, writing, pacing, camera-work, sets, characterization, etc.) The Creeping Terror justifiably earns the very lowest score possible. I don't believe that a worse movie could be made, intentionally or otherwise.
So why do I love this film?
There's something undeniably sincere about this movie. The writer/director/leading man Art Nelson must have believed so strongly in the project that he insisted on finishing it even when he accidentally dumped the audio equipment into Lake Tahoe. The actors were REALLY trying to look scared when they were crawling into the creature's mouth. (OK, maybe Grandpa was a bit slack in that department.) The dancers were giving it their all--even that guy that keeps hopping up and down and twisting his forearms in tight little circles. The narrator did his best to dramatize the action. ("...GRENADES!") The soldiers took obligingly took Mr. Nelson's direction and stood motionless in a small group waiting for the creature to devour them. They all must have BELIEVED that they were doing good work. It's a tribute to the (admittedly bizarre) vision of Art Nelson that this movie was made, much less released. What did he see that we can't?
This is a fascinating movie that I have watched dozens of times and will watch many more times. It's not a worthless waste of time. It's true auteur-ship at it's misguided best.
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