A
rich socialite is kidnapped by a band of misfit criminals and taken to a cabin in the woods where a
hunky geologist lives. But unbeknownst to them, a
glowing hot chick from space with outrageous makeup is stalking them. Yea, that just about sums this one up.
I was no more than ten minutes into this film before I realized that I was in for a treat. No, not treat. The opposite. Torture? Yea, lets go with that. For starters is the smarmy narration and clearly dubbed voices. I thought I was watching the second coming of the film
which mustn’t be named. I was somewhat relieved when it progressed to actual dialog. Somewhat.
This low budget release is mostly six actors in one location. The
dog, actually, is one of the actors actual dog. Apparently our glowing dominatrix ripped her costume in the back and had to walk backwards out of some scenes because they couldn’t fix it. Her costume was supposed to make her appear naked for sexually frustrated 1950’s audiences. Sadly for sexually frustrated modern audiences, the effect wasn’t very successful. She just slowly walks around, appears out of nowhere when the plot requires it, and kills with one touch of her glowing, radioactive hand.
Not original, poorly acted, not terribly interesting, and ladened with high-minded exposition. The lack of budget and creativity is apparent in every frame. A definite skipper. AMRU 2.
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