Thanks to the vagaries of the international postage system, the film I planned to review hasn’t arrived yet; as a consequence, the little history lesson I had in mind is now emerging out of order. However, I figured any posting was better than none…literally none, since everyone else seems to be suffering from PBFLD (Post-B-Fest Letdown Disorder). I, alas, haven’t that excuse. So—


Even as early as 1955, even before there was such a thing as AIP, its progenitor company was churning out films with what would soon be recognisible as its trademarks: outrageously inaccurate advertising, threadbare production values, a half-baked screenplay and a crappy, crappy monster. Just how crappy? Let me put it this way: this one was evidently arrested and charged with impersonating a sea-serpent.


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