“I blame my mother for my poor sex life. All she told
me was ‘the man goes on top and the woman underneath.’ For three years
my husband and I slept in bunk beds.”
oh, you mean the other kind of Joan Rivers joke. . .
Rock Baker
It’s been a while since I saw the film, but I figure this to be Sally Todd in The Unearthly, the result of a botched gland transplant and hidden away down in the catacombs beneath a secluded mansion. Wow, what a cast! Not only do we get Sally Todd, but also Allison Hayes, Myron Healey, Tor Johnson, and John Carradine! I’m going to have to dig out my tape of this real soon!
I don’t know any Joan Rivers jokes. Phyllis Diller jokes on the other hand…..
The Rev.
Off-topic: Happy New Year’s to you all, guys! You’re like an extended family of freaks and weirdos…which is probably why I feel so at home with you all.
One of you! One of you!
A great 2012 to everyone!
Rock Baker
And to you as well, Rev, Happy New Year!
Rock Baker
Well, I dug out my tape last night. If this shot isn’t from The Unearthly, it’s something very similar! Must be a publicity shot, though, as Todd never made this motion standing up, since she was confined to a bed for observation.
I rung in New Years by digging out some things I haven’t watched in a while (although I don’t know why I let myself go so long without running any of them). I started with THE KILLER SHREWS, and it still holds up. Dandy picture, and the ‘human tank’ climax is more effective than I remembered. I thought the dogs dressed as shrews worked quite well, and they blended with the puppet head (used for close-ups) much better than I remembered. Fun stuff.
I followed with THE UNEARTHLY. Despite the cast and some nice photography, the picture drags a little. The acting is good, the story isn’t bad, but it feels a little ponderous even at 76 or so minutes. Some tighter editing would have helped. It might also have helped if I hadn’t first seen the film on Mystery Science Theater 3000. Some of the robots’ comments still pop into my head while watching the film, so it sort of screws with the flow.
Before bed, I had enough time to run DAUGHTER OF DR. JEKYLL, with the scrumptious Gloria Talbott as a young 1920’s woman who discovers on the eve of her wedding that she’s the daughter of the infamous mad scientist. When she starts having nightmares about murders and wakes up to find blood on her nightgown, she’s convinced she’s inherited the Hyde gene. The townsfolk believe likewise, and make plans to stop the sudden spree of murders. Pretty good little picture, a sort of Hammer by way of AIP type affair with fine performances and nice pacing. For some reason though, the thing that most struck me was how weird it is that John Agar (the hero here) was never given a series. He comes so close to Hugh Beaumont here that it seems he should have been offered a family sitcom on which to play the father. It’s too bad it never happened. If you get a chance to see it, though, you could do much worse than DAUGHTER OF DR. JEKYLL. Tell Miss Talbott I said hello.
Then I woke up a year into the future and I had this idea about remaking Robot Monster as a GOOD movie.
Flangepart
“Damm tanning beds.”
Happy News Years to ya’ll!
Hummmm…any New years related stuff/monsters available, ken?
Marsden
I agree. You… people are like friends I never met, or want to. Ha! I kill me. No really, remember how nervous and upset that week that Ken lost his internet and we didn’t know what happened to him? I was really worried about him.
