The Devil you say. Is there a weirder indie genre film of the ’50s than Roger Corman’s The Undead? The fact that Corman knew he could make money with this film–because he wouldn’t have made it otherwise–proves that he respected his audience more than most of those toiling in the same fields.
We watched Attack of the Crab Monsters on Friday, and it’s so much better than it seems on the surface. Corman really knew what he was about. And he directed / produced eight movies that year.