This movie is about some invisible, foot dragging aliens. Which is odd because once they take over the bodies of the dead, they seem to know how to pick up their feet, at least a little. However, once they are invisible, they drag their feet, in such a heavy way it causes them to have extremely labored breathing. No wonder they prefer fighting humans in the bodies of the dead. They don't breathe heavily in the bodies of the dead. I guess being a zombie is less work intensive than being an invisible alien.
The aliens are fighting the whiniest weenies on the face of the planet. Adam Penner seems to be in an obnoxious whine about something throughout the entire film. John turns from true blue friend to a lovely shade of cowardly yellow. The only person in the film that seems to have any ca hones is John Agar. That alone tells you something about the film.
There's only one woman in the film. I don't even see any female zombies. (Oops, did I use the forbidden "Z" word, again?) It's no wonder the only woman in the film falls in love with John Agar. He's the only "hero" in the film, deserving to wear pants.
It's no surprise, this film is one of my favorite films to put on at bedtime. While I'm awake, I can laugh at this film. If I fall asleep, who cares! If I make it through the entire film, I know I better make an appointment with my doctor for insomnia.
This film is a much a labor to watch as the labored breathing of the invisible aliens. I'll never know why MST3K didn't get a hold of this little gem of awfulness. It certainly deserves the MST3K treatment. No foot dragging, whatsoever, in saying that.
The aliens are fighting the whiniest weenies on the face of the planet. Adam Penner seems to be in an obnoxious whine about something throughout the entire film. John turns from true blue friend to a lovely shade of cowardly yellow. The only person in the film that seems to have any ca hones is John Agar. That alone tells you something about the film.
There's only one woman in the film. I don't even see any female zombies. (Oops, did I use the forbidden "Z" word, again?) It's no wonder the only woman in the film falls in love with John Agar. He's the only "hero" in the film, deserving to wear pants.
It's no surprise, this film is one of my favorite films to put on at bedtime. While I'm awake, I can laugh at this film. If I fall asleep, who cares! If I make it through the entire film, I know I better make an appointment with my doctor for insomnia.
This film is a much a labor to watch as the labored breathing of the invisible aliens. I'll never know why MST3K didn't get a hold of this little gem of awfulness. It certainly deserves the MST3K treatment. No foot dragging, whatsoever, in saying that.