Directors: Irvin S. Yeaworth Jr., Russell S. Doughten Jr.
Writers: Theodore Simonson, Kay Linaker
Stars: Steve McQueen, Aneta Corsaut, Earl Rowe
A noted cult classic, it even has its own special theme song. Watching it takes you back to the good old days of the Horror B movie – where the best special effect is the sound of the dogs barking (which then forces me to tell my own dogs to shut up, it’s just the damn TV).
Now, for those who don’t know, there are two Blobs (and a third one rumored in production with Samuel L Jackson: “Get these mother fuckin’ blobs out of my mother fuckin’ town”) – the Original 1958 version with the ever hunky Steve McQueen is the one I’m talking about for tonight. It takes you back to the time where Cops were friends and threatened to tell your parents, instead of just hauling you in.
Now, I do enjoy watching these older movies for the sense of America’s past, but they definitely lack the same sense of urgency and surprise today’s movie have. The innocence of that the teenagers, the parents, and even the police are portrayed with makes me yearn for what appears to be a simpler time – but at the same time, I have very little desire to give up the joys of today.
But, overall, this movie really isn’t great in comparison to what we have today. It’s not the effects, or the acting, but mostly the pacing that leaves you wishing it just went a little faster. Over all, I have to give it two bloody kitties out of five, I’d give it 3 out of respect, but it’s just not worth rewatching.