An artist slowly goes insane while struggling to pay his bills, work on his paintings, and care for his two female roommates, which leads him taking to the streets of New York after dark and randomly killing derelicts with a power drill.
Jerry falls in love with a stripper he meets at a carnival. Little does he know that she is the sister of a gypsy fortune teller whose predictions he had scoffed at earlier. The gypsy turns him into a zombie and he goes on a killing spree.
Ray Dennis Steckler
Ray Dennis Steckler,
A social worker, still reeling from the loss of her architect husband, investigates the eccentric, psychedelic Wadsworth Family, consisting of a mother, two daughters, and an adult son with the apparent mental capacity of an infant.
While the hot rodders and motorcyclists are having a rock-and-roll beach party, a barrel of radioactive material is unloaded from a passing ship, plunges to the bottom and splits against a jagged rock. A black liquid oozes out and covers a shapeless mass on the ocean floor, which suddenly moves and becomes an encrusted vicious monster. Soon there are several monsters and they must have human blood to survive. Tina is the first victim, and football hero Hank Green and airhead Elaine Gavin enlist the aid of her science-professor father, Dr. Gavin, to solve and capture the killer. Not working fast enough to prevent the attack on twenty teen-agers at a slumber party nor the killing of three girl motorists, Dr. Gavin finds an arm lost by one of the monsters and discovers that only sodium will destroy the monsters whose composition is mostly water. Can they gather enough salt in southern California to put an end to this horror? Written by
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This is one of the few films of the era I remember so well: The BAAADDD music of the fantastic Del-Aires ( I still have the 45 of their tunes "E-LA-A-A-ANE" & "ZOMBIE STOMP" courtesy of National Screen Service in the '60s), the incredible cheesiness & camp of the picture as a whole (Thank You Alan Iselin & Del Tenney!) But the most memorable scene, if you look behind the dead drunk hanging out of the car, you'll see the sign "ALBERT VITTI - PERMITEE" on the wall. Al Vitti has been my alter-ego and mascot these past 40 years or so. Party Beach & Curse of the living Corpse are my two absolute classics of all time - right up there with "Destroy All Monsters"! Long Live Iselin & Tenney! Gotta Love it!
A later generation had THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW, but we had HORROR OF PARTY BEACH, with the crappy beach-rock music of the Del-Aires! Ah, but wasn't that a time!!! Thank you, signed Albert Vitti!
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