Killers from Space (1954)

"Those eyes! Those HORRIBLE eyes!", 10 August 2007

While monitoring a nuclear test, a plane carrying Dr. Douglas Martin (Peter Graves) mysteriously crashes in the desert. When the wreckage is found, there is no sign of Dr. Martin's body. It seems that Dr. Martin has been revived by a group of aliens living under the desert. They want Dr. Martin to spy for them and help them pave the way for their conquest of Earth.

I really thought I was going to enjoy Killers from Space more than I did. It's got all the hallmarks of a movie that should be goofy fun. But the thing ends up being so damn dull that it's difficult to watch. The problem is that nothing (and I mean absolutely nothing) happens during the movie's entire 71 minute runtime. Watch Peter Graves run this way – watch Graves do an about face and run the other way – watch as Graves changes his mind yet again and heads in another direction. This goes on for what seems like an eternity. It really is one incredibly painful experience.

And what about the aliens in Killers from Space? Could they be any goofier looking? A bunch of fat, doughy, Robert Vaughn-looking white guys with ping-pong balls for eyes – ooohhh, I'm so scared! How utterly ridiculous!

2/10