Creature of Destruction

CREATURE OF DESTRUCTION is another of Director Larry Buchanan's cinematic anvils to the cranium. This time, there's a hideous monster on a murderous rampage!

Enter Dr. John Basso (Les Tremayne), a clairvoyant practitioner of mesmerism and speaker of mumbo jumbo. Along with his assistant, Doreena (Pat Delaney), he prognosticates doom for certain humans in the area. More unexplained deaths occur. Could it have something to do with Basso and his "regression hypnosis"? The police are baffled.

A languid remake of the listless SHE CREATURE, this movie lumbers along, featuring a monster even more absurd than the original! Picture Kermit T. Frog's pop-eyed head on someone in a green wet suit, growling like a motorcycle that won't start.

Tremayne, playing his role with histrionic glee, towers above the other "actors" in the film, who recite their lines as if they'd been handed the script for the first time, seconds before filming started! Not one of Buchanan's "better" movies, it mostly consists of chatter and static. Dull as a butter knife, it saves all of its "excitement" for the less-than-stellar denouement.

Co-stars Annabelle Weenick (DON'T LOOK IN THE BASEMENT) as the woman who sits in a chair a lot.

EXTRA POINTS FOR: The rockin' beach parties that spontaneously erupt throughout the movie!...

One of my sci-fi/horror/fantasy reviews written 50 years ago: Directed and Produced by Larry Buchanan. Released by American-International TV. Screenplay by Tony Huston; Photography by Robert Jessup. Starring: Les Tremayne, Pat Delaney, Aron Kincaid, Neil Fletcher, Annabelle Weenick, Roger Ready and Byron Lord.

Amateur acting and glossy photography in this example of modern ineptness in filmmaking. A well-dressed hypnotist seeking fame for regressing a pretty young babe back to the 17th Century for the fans has actually regressed her back a few million years, bringing forth a cheap, goggle-eyed sea monster which rips up a few folks. Features the tag line: "There is no monster in the world ...as treacherous as man" -Montaigne.

The film is a complete steal from "The She Monster" (1956).

I wonder how many old school creature features there are that spend close to their entire runtime building up to a five minute appearance for the monster. Probably hundreds, it was popular practice to splay a lurid and menacing beast across the publicity material for films whose creatures were nothing more than embarrassed stuntmen in ill fitting suits, gesturing and roaring for comical effect. Creature of Destruction is no different from these masses in the silliness of its creature, but it does switch things up a couple of gears by having it on display more than one might expect. Like other Larry Buchanan joints of the 60's, the story here is a graft from an earlier film, in this case She Creature. I've never seen it myself but it tends to be fairly well liked, with a cult cachet. The same does not seem to have attached to Creature of Destruction, but it has its charms nonetheless. Regrettably its highlight comes early, the wordless opening seven minutes as our creature stalks its prey to booming stock music, the inherent craziness of the startling boggle eyed beast made all the weirder by the defunct print quality, with colours shifting mid take and patches of gloom that look to have been lensed through marble ditch-water. Its captivating, wildly edited stuff and amongst Buchanan's finest work, but the film can't keep up the momentum. Focus is largely on oddball scientist and lecturer Dr. John Basso, a weird and unscrupulous guy whose hypnotic experiments are causing all the badness of the film to go down. As Basso, actor Les Tremayne contributes a weird and wryly malefic performance, interesting but often too low key. In acting terms Neil Fletcher comes off best, a broad, bold and money loving business type entering into partnership with the nefarious Basso. Aron Kincaid is somewhat wooden as heroic psychiatrist Dr. Theodore Dell, whilst unearthly charms are conferred by Pat Delaney as Basso's abused assistant and agent of destruction. For all that the cast do their best the film is generally a bit too talky, probably its biggest problem. The story and themes are interesting but the script (by Buchanan regular Tony Huston) isn't well developed enough to make good use of either and the general character banter isn't quite lively enough to make up for the slack action. Still, the creatures attacks are hilarious (its a lively beast despite its clunky and slightly ill fitting costume, it also seem to like wetly slapping at victims), there are some vintage beach partying scenes with accompanying groovy tunes, plus goofy footage repetitions and screwball slip ups in the dialogue, altogether plenty of bonkers meat for daft cinema lovers to sink their teeth into. Not something I would recommend to most, but if you happen to be the sort of person that digs this sort of film, it's worth at least a one time watch.

Within moments I was struck with how terrible the movie looked. With a monster that looks like it was made by the Blue Peter cast, random colour filters that looked appalling and a score that made me turn the volume down it was so bad.

Telling the story of a psychic, his subject and a mysterious creature (The very same one used in multiple movies to save money)

When you can't take the antagonist seriously and find yourself squinting to work out whats going on you have to question what the creators were playing at.

Sure it's not the worst of its ilk, but this is one of those that is so bad.....it's bad and doesn't even have that goofy charm to elevate it above embarassment.

The Good:

The monster is unintentional comedy

The Bad:

Light filters are bafflingly bad

Monster is laughable

Music cuts through you like a knife

Things I Learnt From This Movie:

Science is jazz

Batman is a traditional party song

A hypnotised woman's soul regresses through time and manifests as a murderous, monstrous primeval sea-creature. This cheap-looking, cheaply-made 16mm TV fodder is one of several colour remakes of fifties sci-fi shockers that AIP hired Larry Buchanan to make in the late 1960s. While not great cinema (even by genre standards) the original film, 1956's 'The She-Creature', was moderately imaginative (in a nonsensical way), timely (reincarnation stories were all the rage after the release of the best-selling book 'The Search for Bridey Murphy') and featured one of monster-maker Paul Blaisell's most memorable creations. Buchanan's penny ante celluloid reincarnation has none of these virtues - it is tedious bargain-basement retelling with a crudely made monster that is barely watchable, even by hard-core fans of crap.