Horror Film Review: Teenage Monster (dir by Jacques R. Marquette)


The 1958 film Teenage Monster opens in the late 1800s.  Gold prospector Jim Cannon (Jim McCullough) has got a nice little home with his wife, Ruth (Anne Gwynne) and their young son, Charlie.  One day, Jim and Charlie are out looking for gold when a meteor falls from the sky and crashes right in front of them.  Jim is killed, which I guess is an occupational hazard for anyone who works outside.

(Seriously, you never know when a meteor might crash on top of you.  There might be one about to slam into your home right this minute.  Read quickly.)

Charlie survives the meteor crash but he’s still bathed in radiation.  Ruth takes Charlie home and she keeps him locked up in a back room for his own safety.  Seven years pass and Charlie (Gilbert Perkins) is now a teenager.  Unfortunately, he’s a very old-looking teenager.  Standing nearly seven feet tall, he has long hair and a full beard and he can’t really speak beyond a few grunts.  Occasionally, Charlie manages to get out of the back room and Ruth has to look for him.  She understands that the 19th Century is no place for a radioactive mutant boy.

When Ruth discovers gold, she’s able to buy a house in town.  Unfortunately, living in town means that Charlie notices a young woman named Kathy North (Gloria Castillo).  Smitten with her, Charlie kills her jerk of a boyfriend and decides to bring her home.  Ruth pays Kathy to keep silent about Charlie but it turns out that Kathy has other plans.  Realizing that Charlie is in love with her and will do anything that she commands, she tells him to start killing people around town.

Teenage Monster may seem like an odd title for a western about a boy who gets mutated by a radioactive space rock.  Charlie is technically a teenager but he looks like he’s nearly 60.  The film uses the radiation as an excuse for Charlie’s rapid aging and his grown spurt.  Randomly blaming everything on radiation is one thing that B-movies of the 50s and the 60s definitely all had in common.  I suppose if space radiation could have brought the dead back to life in Night of the Living Dead, it could have also transformed Charlie into a teenage monster.  As far as B-movies were concerned, J. Robert Oppenheimer had a lot to answer for.  Of course, if this movie were made today, Charlie’s transformation would have somehow been due to climate change.

As for the film itself, it’s short and that’s definitely a good thing.  The idea of combining B-horror and the old west is an intriguing one but the movie doesn’t really do that much with it.  Yes, there are gunmen and deputies but they could have just as easily been modern-era outlaws and lawmen without really changing much about the film.  Director Jacques Marquette was a former cinematographer who went into directing so it’s a bit odd that the film has a flat, rather bland look to it.  On the plus side, Anne Gwynne gives a better performance than the material deserved.

Keep your kids away from radiation, everyone.  Other than cheap, clean energy and countless advances in medicine and science, nothing good ever seems to come from it.

The TSL Horror Grindhouse: Creature From Black Lake (dir by Joy N. Houck, Jr.)


It’s Bigfoot time!

1976’s Creature From Black Lake tells the story of two students at the University of Chicago.  Pahoo (Dennis Fimple) and Rives (John David Carson) decide that they want to spend their Spring Break on the Arkansas/Louisiana border, researching the legend that a Bigfoot-like creature that lives in the bayous.  (The creature is obviously based on the legendary Fouke Monster, who was also the subject of the 1972 documentary, The Legend of Boggy Creek.)

Pahoo and Rives head down South, looking to interview anyone who has seen the Creature From Black Lake.  Some people are willing to talk to them and they tell stories involving the Creature causing cars to crash, killing dogs, and attacking fisherman.  The Creature does not sound nice at all.  Still, the majority of the people in town don’t really feel like opening up to two Yankee monster hunters.  They’re worried that Pahoo and Rives are only in town because they want to portray everyone as being a bunch of ignorant rednecks who are scared of things that go bump in the night.

And really, they have every right to be concerned.  I grew up all over the South and the Southwest.  My family briefly lived in Fouke, the home of the Fouke Monster.  (No, I never saw or heard the monster, mostly because the monster doesn’t exist.)  When I was a kid, I lived in both Louisiana and Arkansas, among other states.  From my own personal experience, I can tell you that there is no one more condescending than a Northerner who is visiting the South for the very first time.   “Why is it so hot?”  “Why is everyone down here so polite?”  “Why can’t I find a Wawa!?”  Seriously, it gets old really quickly.  Now, to their credit, Pahoo and Rives are actually pretty polite and considerate when talking to the people who think that they have seen the Creature From Black Lake.  But still, one can understand why the town isn’t exactly thrilled to have them asking about monsters.

Anyway, after interviewing both Jack Elam and Dub Taylor about their experiences with the monster and getting yelled at by the local sheriff (played by Bill Thurman), Pahoo and Rives head out to the local swamp, hoping to find the creature themselves.  That, of course, turns out to be a huge mistake on their part.

Creature From Black Lake is a deliberately-paced film, which is a polite way of saying that it’s a bit slow.  Obviously inspired by The Legend of Boggy Creek, a good deal of the film is taken up with scenes of Pahoo and Rives interviewing people about their encounters with the monster.  That said, the film definitely picks up when Pahoo and Rives head into the swamp themselves and their eventual meeting with the monster is well-directed.  I have to admit that I spent this entire film dreading the moment when it would be revealed that the Monster was actually misunderstood and peaceful and I appreciated that the film did not go that route.  The creature turns out to be no one’s friend and is genuinely menacing.

The cast is full of familiar county character actors, all of whom do a good job bringing their characters to life.  Dennis Fimple and John David Carson are likable as the two students.  This film was also an early credit for cinematographer Dean Cudney and, just as he would later do for John Carpenter, Cudney creates a perfectly ominous atmosphere of isolation.  Creature From Black Lake may start out slow but, ultimately, it’s an effective creature feature.

 

The TSL’s Daily Horror Grindhouse: Mountaintop Motel Massacre (dir by Jim McCullough)


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AGCK!  What a scary woman!  Seriously, the poster for the 1986 slasher film Mountain Top Motel Massacre is pure nightmare fuel!  Unfortunately, the poster above does not feature the film’s tag line, which I happen to love.

You want to know what it was?

“Please do not disturb Evelyn.  She already is!”

BRILLIANT!  Of course, I have to admit that one reason why I love that tagline is because my best friend is named Evelyn and you better believe that, as soon as I came across this film, I called her up and I said, “Please don’t disturb Evelyn.  She already is.”

Evelyn, of course, had no idea what I was talking about because not many people have heard of Mountaintop Motel Massacre.  It’s one of the many low-budget slasher films to be released in the late 80s.  (That said, the film was actually made in 1983 and sat on the shelf for three years before getting a release.)  With a few notable exceptions, these films are pretty much forgotten, except for when they occasionally turn up on TV or when you come across them in the bargain bin.  I found my copy of Mountaintop Motel Massacre at the Movie Trading Company.  It was being sold for $1.99, which is another way of saying, “Nobody in the world cares about this damn movie.”  But I bought it, because I thought the old woman was scary and I love horror movies.

Mountaintop Motel Massacre was filmed in Louisiana and it perfectly captures that whole you’re-going-to-die-as-soon-as-you-turn-off-the-lights atmosphere of the Deep South.  Personally, I was hoping that all the guests at the motel would be obnoxious tourists from up north, the type who would bitch about not being able to get a good philly cheesesteak in Louisiana before being killed and dumped in the bayous.  (Either that or they’d go up to the desk clerk and say, “We refuse to shop at a low class establishment like Walmart.  Where is the closest Wawa?”)

Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately, depending on how you look at it), there were no Northerners in this film.  Instead, all the guests at the motel were locals.  For instance, there was the alcoholic preacher.  And then there was the newlywed couple, determined to have a wonderful wedding night despite not being able to afford the Holiday Inn.  (Why would you marry a man who couldn’t even afford the Holiday Inn?  Why, God, why!?)  And then there was Al, the traveling salesman.  Al checked into the motel with two hitchhikers, both of whom were under the impression that Al worked for a record company.  Al’s kinda sleazy but he was also the film’s designated hero.

Needless to say, not many guests survived the night.  Some were killed by snakes.  Some were killed by sickles to the face.  All were killed by a crazy old woman named Evelyn.  Evelyn owned the motel but she had previously spent three years in a mental hospital.  Before she killed all of her guests, she apparently murdered her daughter as well.  Except, for the fact, that her daughter was later seen walking through the woods.  Was her daughter a zombie or was this just a set-up for a sequel that would never be made?  Your guess is as good as mine.

Anyway, Mountaintop Motel Massacre doesn’t make a lot of sense.  Like many slasher films, the film’s plot is pretty much dependent on everyone acting like a total moron.  Usually, I defend the slasher genre by pointing out that, realistically speaking, most people do act like morons in the face of danger.  But, compared to some of the people in Mountaintop Motel Massacre, the counselors at Camp Crystal Lake look like freaking geniuses.

However, with all that in mind, Mountaintop Motel Massacre is still an effectively creepy movie.  It’s drenched in atmosphere and, as played by Ann Chappell, Evelyn is more frightening than your average anonymous 80s slasher.  She spends most of the film running through a series of underground tunnels that are underneath the hotel and the sight of that murderous old woman burrowing from room to room will stick with you long after the movie ends.

So, if you happen to come across it this October, feel free to give Mountaintop Motel Massacre a shot.  If you’re a fan of the slasher genre, you might enjoy it.

And … please.

Don’t disturb Evelyn.

SHE ALREADY IS!