The Cremators (1972)An alien life form that is a huge ball of living matter invades earth, and replenishes itself by absorbing people. Director:Harry Essex |
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The Cremators (1972)An alien life form that is a huge ball of living matter invades earth, and replenishes itself by absorbing people. Director:Harry Essex |
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Maria De Aragon | ... |
Jeanne
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Marvin Howard | ... | |
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Eric Allison | ... |
Dr. Willy Seppel
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Mason Caulfield | ... |
Mason (the hippie)
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R.N. Bullard |
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Cecil Reddick | ... |
Medical Examiner
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Tim Frawley |
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Jax Jason Carroll |
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Ola Kauffman |
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John Barnum | ... |
Merv
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Al Ward | ... |
Phil
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Chuck Hillig |
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Jim Ragan |
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David Essex |
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An alien life form that is a huge ball of living matter invades earth, and replenishes itself by absorbing people.
An evil lethal bright orange yellow fireball comes to earth and goes on a rampage in a remote lakeside area; the flaming thing rolls over various hapless folks and reduces them to ashes. It's up to nerdy scientist Dr. Iane Thorne (blandly played by Marvin Howard) to figure out a way to stop it before it's too late. Writer/director Harry Essex, who also wrote the scripts for the classic 50's fright features "It Came from Outer Space" and "The Creature from the Black Lagoon," pukes forth a 50's style micro-budget clunker that boasts all the necessary bad movie vices to qualify as a real four-star stinker: the flat acting from a lame no-name cast (flash-in-the-pan 70's drive-in flick starlet Maria De Aragon in particular just takes up space as fetching love interest heroine Jeanne), sluggish pacing, ragged editing, rough, grainy cinematography by Robert Caramico, meandering narrative, a roaring, overwrought score by Robert Freeman, several ludicrous touches (the fireball stalks people before it kills them!), and a hackneyed "it ain't over yet!" ending all combine together to create one laughably lousy and leaden lump of a total stiff. Only Doug Deswick's surprisingly nifty special effects manage to impress. A shamefully unsung crud anti-classic.