BelSports This is a coming of age storyline that you've seen in one form or another for decades. It takes a truly unique voice to make yet another one worth watching.

Ava-Grace Willis Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

Kirandeep Yoder The joyful confection is coated in a sparkly gloss, bright enough to gleam from the darkest, most cynical corners.

Payno I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

Brian Lindsey In Puerto Rico, bald, pointy-eared extraterrestrial invaders are kidnapping bikini babes for breeding stock. Only a scarred, crash-damaged NASA cyborg named Frank is in any position to stop them. But first he must confront Mull, the monstrous creature the aliens have brought with them...Confession: I have yet to watch this film without being under the influence of some kind of recreational substance. You might wish to take that under consideration when weighing the merit of my analysis. You see, I actually like FRANKENSTEIN MEETS THE SPACE MONSTER. Yes, it stinks. Badly. It's cheap, stupid and silly. 60% of the film is pure padding, for the most part cobbled together from stock footage (much of it military). The scenes of Frank's scientist-creator (James Karen) and his shapely female assistant tooling around San Juan on a moped will test the patience of even die-hard trash film freaks.Nonetheless I find this cheese log tasty, especially when I have the... ahem... munchies. It makes me laugh. There's some great stuff here for a "Do It Yourself" MST3K party. The aliens — among them a young Bruce Glover (Crispin's dad) — run around in motorcycle helmets brandishing plastic ray guns. Mull, the titular space monster is both laughable and cool-looking at the same time. The music is very groovy, too; the infectiously catchy song "That's the Way It's Got to Be" (by The Poets) somehow goes great with NASA stock footage. Then there's the goofy alien second-in-command, Dr. Nadir (Lou Cutell), whom I like to refer to as 'Smirky McBat-ears'. He's simply hilarious. ("And now... maximum energy!")Recommendation: See this movie stoned. Because that's the way it's got to be.

MartianOctocretr5 The budget was about $1.99, probably spent mostly at garage sales.It's outrageously campy and just plain mindlessly fun. This is the stuff that drive-in "B-movie" classics are made of. The acting is at the utmost hammiest, the sets are in the director's back yard, the props (such as ray guns) are obviously from a toy-store, and the rubber costumes are probably from an "After-Halloween" clearance sale. Loved the '60's surf ballads, especially during the romantic motor scooter ride.Pick your favorite character: there's a lot of funny ones. My favs would include the 2nd-in-command alien guy (who has a white face and wears lipstick) that makes a pixie grin whenever he slowwwllyyyy a-nun-ci-ates lines like "The lucky ones are dead!" The princess femme fatale is comical too, as she drones on about how much she wants to slaughter Earthlings. Finally, the alien monster, even with a bobbing camera and low lighting trying to hide its cheap and phony appearance, still looks cheap and phony.A few aliens try to take over the world, using a space ship that looks like it's made out of tin with silver paint (in blast-off sequences, it looks suspiciously like Project Mercury newsreel footage). They capture a few models with big '60's hair, and try to take them back to space for (ready?) breeding stock. The Earthlings have a Frankenstein monster (formerly a pilot), and one comic scene leads to another until the hilarious monsters' fight scene. The alien guy's expression when he meets the kidnapped females is one of the funniest things I've ever seen.You've got to see this one to believe it.

bkoganbing Two great events in history are about to collide in Frankenstein Meets The Spacemonster inflicted on the public in 1965 by Allied Artists. First NASA is about to send the first exploratory rocket into space with an astronaut. But what an astronaut. Secondly though, the elite of Mars has ordered a raid on Earth to seize our most desirable women to repopulate the planet due to a recent atomic war that has eliminated all the women except the Martian princess. As for our astronaut, someone at NASA apparently got a hold of one of the journals of Baron Victor Von Frankenstein and given advances in medical technology and robotics has created an amalgam creature that looks human and is given the name of Colonel Frank N. Saunders. They even trot him out for a press conference, but to no one's surprise this particular astronaut has never been heard of before.Anyway the Martians are planning to make their strike on earth on Puerto Rico. And Martian guys go to various beaches and pool parties and kidnap those who look best in a state of undress. They also mistake the rocket for some kind of attack vehicle and shoot it down and wouldn't you know it, in Puerto Rico.At this point the damaged Frankenstein astronaut meets up with the Martian invaders and some kind of monster they've taken along on their space ship for emergencies. Or maybe just as a pet. That sets up the inevitable climax which I'm sure you've figured out.I recognized some of the Puerto Rican locations from the trip I took to San Juan in 1983. Too bad they weren't in color that might have counted as a plus for the film. With a lot of the Puerto Rican rain forest now preserved as a national park, El Yunque, I'm surprised more and better films that need a tropic setting aren't done there. There are a few people in the cast who've gone on to some substantial careers. James Karen as the NASA doctor who created the Frankenstein astronaut looks positively ill as he mouths the dialog, who could blame him. Lou Cutell as the assistant to the Martian princess just hams it up in the best Uncle Fester tradition.Nancy Marshall plays Karen's assistant who actually develops a thing for the astronaut creature she's created kind of like Fay Wray had for King Kong. But Marilyn Hanold as the Martian princess is inspecting those nubile bikini clad beauties in a way that you know darn well she's going to keep the best of them for herself. Every ruler needs a harem.I swear that Allied Artists was doing better by the movie going public when they were giving us the Bowery Boys when they were Monogram Pictures. Frankenstein Meets The Spacemonster is to be seen if only to see just how bad science fiction can be at times.

jt_mooney I just watched this cheddarfest this morning. It's a solid 8 if you love cheesy movies; it's about a -2 if you don't.Oh, a note to MooCowMo. The martians were not armed with hair dryers; those are Whammo Air-Blasters - a delightfully dangerous toy from the 1960s.You'd cock the Air-Blaster by pulling the lever on top. Pulling the trigger would expel a blast of air which was able to topple a house of cards from about 40 feet. More usefully, when fired from close range at a friend's ear it was fully capable of rupturing their eardrum.For some reason, Whammo no longer markets the Air-Blaster.