A supremely large gila monster plagues a rural American town and its surroundings. Only hot-roddin' car-repairing future Rock & Roll star Chase (featuring his heart of gold), the local Sheriff and four cases of nitroglycerin stand between the gila monster and a good meal.
As the renaissance man nature of Chase subtly suggests, The Giant Gila Monster is not only a giant monster movie, but also a hot-rod epic and a Rock & Roll exploitation movie (complete with very bad songs). Such is the beauty of B-pictures.
The ill considered mixture even works in a way. Now, I am not exactly calling the movie good, but its completely straightforward silliness is so charming I couldn't help but grin stupidly for big chunks of its running time (well, not when Chase sings). It is like a condensed shot of all clichés of 50s movies.
Monday, April 28, 2008
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