Man Beast

Which is surprising, given the nature of schlock purveyor Jerry Warrens' subsequent output. This entry in the yeti genre of the 1950s may be silly at times and not 100% convincing, but it's also pretty atmospheric, even spooky. Granted, the appearances of the monster were laugh inducing for this viewer, but the effects certainly could have been worse. The acting isn't as abominable as one might expect, and the protagonists aren't unlikable people. In addition, there's a delicious revelation from our primary antagonist.

Working from a screenplay by B. Arthur Cassidy, Warren tells the tale of young and headstrong Connie Hayward (Asa Maynor), who launches an expedition into the Himalayas in search of her missing brother Jim, in the company of worrywart friend Trevor Hudson (Lloyd Nelson). They meet up with others in the area including Steve Cameron (Tom Maruzzi) and Dr. Erickson (George Wells Lewis), and come to learn that local stories about beast-men aren't as crazy as they might think. What's more, their guide, Varga (George Skaff), seems to have a hidden agenda.

This viewer admits that he had a pretty good time with this one, although it helps if one is partial to monster movies and horror features set in mountainous or snowy environments. Another good thing is that Warren ensured that the running time remained very brief; there are versions running both 63 minutes and 67 minutes. Only the resolution really fell short of being satisfying.

Incidentally, Maruzzi is actually billed twice, once under his own name and once under the phony matinée idol pseudonym Rock Madison given to him by Warren. The pretty Maynor can also be seen in "Conquest of the Planet of the Apes", and co-stars Skaff and Nelson had pretty extensive careers afterwards; Skaff did other genre films such as "Frogs", "Exorcist II: The Heretic", and John Carpenters' 'Someone's Watching Me!', and Nelson became a frequent script supervisor and bit player in Clint Eastwood vehicles.

A decent watch overall.

Seven out of 10.

1956's "Man Beast" marked the debut of hustler director Jerry Warren, a former bit player like Ed Wood itching for a shot behind the camera. Hype from W. Lee Wilder's "The Snow Creature" first created interest in the Himalayas, but as a single feature this opus only earned a flat rate that brought on his decision to combine double bills for 100% of the profits. Sources vary as to exactly what type of footage was used for long shots of frigid mountain climbing, either an unfinished Mexican title or something closer to home, but he did use the cast for scenes in Griffith Park's Bronson Canyon, easily identifiable for its lack of snow. Despite the deadly pace it might be said that as a first feature Warren probably never surpassed it as a coherent story from start to finish, the mysterious screenwriter B. Arthur Cassidy likely a pseudonym for the director himself, everything composed around the stock footage at hand, some provided by Poverty Row's Monogram/Allied Artists catalog. It remains a long slog as Asa Maynor's intrepid heroine goes in search of her missing brother, accompanied by two assistants to reach a scientist and his native guide Varga (George Skaff), all the while failing to notice a yeti observing from a discreet distance (a costume previously used for PRC's "White Pongo," certainly an improvement on the shag carpet from Wilder's minor epic, not seen until the 25 minute mark). The final reel makes up for all the climbing tedium, as Varga reveals himself as half human and half yeti, intending to take the woman for himself after dispatching all the men first, the last survivor escaping an avalanche to do victorious battle for the fair maiden, leaving their pursuer to try climbing down a steep mountain side with a rope that yields to the law of gravity. At least Warren has more to offer than "The Snow Creature," but Hammer's upcoming Peter Cushing vehicle "The Abominable Snowman" put the exclamation point on such cheap productions with a touch of class. Next up for the filmmaker would be his first double bill, "The Incredible Petrified World" (first collaboration with John Carradine), then a script conceived on his honeymoon, "Teenage Zombies." If George Skaff looks familiar, his screen comeback essentially began with Ray Milland's 1972 "Frogs," a film in which he demonstrated the wrong method of alligator wrestling!

This was the unequaled Jerry Warren's first production. He didn't write it so it's not as goofy as, say, "The Wild World of Batwoman" or "Frankenstein Island". For a low-budget B-movie it does alright for itself. There are probably too many shots of people hiking in the mountains, but the dialogue seems realistic in most scenes and the story does build nicely to an unexpected climax. In fact, Varga's revelation is kind of creepy. I probably wouldn't go out of my way to find it, but if it came across my path I'd check it out.

This wasn't that bad, you only have to sit through this film for only 67 minutes, its sort of a quick story about the growing popularity of Yetis, Abdominale Snowmen, the Sasquatch, etc... in the 1950s, which grew its highest in the 70s. "Man Beast" is a fun movie too watch if you're not feeling critical about movies at the time. ... Plus, there's not as much talk in this as there is in other bad 50s b-sci fi films.

No illusions from me here. This movie is bad. Real bad. In fact, it's a stinker. A woman and a guy named "Hud"(wants to be her boyfriend I think) hire he-man/guide into the Himalayas Steve Cameron to find her brother. Turns out her brother is part of an expedition to find the famed yeti creatures. Well, along the journey we meet up with the lead professor of the mission and his native guide named Varga. Are there yeti creatures? Big surprise. Are they made up fairly interestingly? Not real bad. What is real bad is the acting. It is bad and everyone in the movie is bad. The woman playing Connie looks off to the side trying to feign interest while wearing enough make-up in the Himalayas to be mistaken for a hooker! The guy playing Steve is even worse. Catch the scene where he and Connie are talking at the fire near the beginning. He actually looks like he is looking directly into the camera lens with virtually no shame. The gentleman playing the rounded, bald professor fairs just a tinge better, and the best performance of all these bad ones goes to the guy playing Varga. He at least can ham it up a bit. The story makes no sense when you hear the resolution. It is in its favor a very short film and is mildly entertaining for all of its faults and flaws.