Plot synopses abound here in the reviews, so by now you know what it's about. What else can be said about this curiosity of a low-budget sci-fi pseudo-stinker that is somehow quite watchable? Well, something I couldn't help noticing is that except for the young leads and a couple of other characters, almost everyone else in this town looks like they're pushing 70--including the head cop who takes charge of the situation. (Also, at the risk of sounding snarky, he could use some serious ear work. It's very distracting.) But in spite of the stereotyped characters and plot, you just want to see what happens. When the girl and studly boyfriend find her father quite wounded on the beach--with the extent of his injuries unknown --she is understandably horrified. The cop and her boyfriend carry Dad inside and plop him on the couch. No medical treatment is applied, of course, but they do have a serious discussion about the situation and the girl inquires if they'd like coffee. (They would.) She appears roughly fifteen seconds later, armed with a fresh pot, cups and saucers on a tray. That's hospitality. Eventually, Dad's injuries vanish into thin air. These and many other implausibilities aside, give it a look as a fond tribute to a more innocent (as monsters go) era.
Review of The Monster of Piedras Blancas
