RARE "INCREDIBLY STRANGE CREATURES..." PRESSBOOK

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I'VE NEVER PUT A PRESS BOOK UP FOR AUCTION SO GOES! YOU'VE SEEN LOW BUDGET WHIZ RAY DENNIS STECKLERS TWISTED MOVIE AND READ THE RE/SEARCH BOOK AND NOW YOU CAN OWN THE GOTTA BE ULTRA RARE 4 PAGE PRESS BOOK FOR THIS CRAZY MONSTER MUSICAL. IT IS 17" X 11" AND THE COVER IS A TERRIFIC FULL COLOUR REPRODUCTION OF THE FILMS POSTER. INSIDE T ARE FILM CREDITS, PRESS INFORMATION, MANY BLACK AND WHITE NEWSPAPER ADS AND PICTURES AND ORDERING INFO FOR POSTERS AND LOBBY CARDS. THE EPIC FULL TITLE OF THE TRASH FILM CLASSIC IS "The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies" This is a fascinating artifact from another era of pop culture; From the convoluted title (complete with "!!?" at the end) to the open mike "Amateur Night" numbers to the horribly muddled sound recording to the goofy throwaway dialog to the discombobulated ending to the paper-thin plot, this one has to be seen to be believed. You know the old saw about a movie being 'like a train wreck - you can't look away'?? Well, imagine if a school bus ran into the train wreck and a 727 crashed on top of it and then a herd of lemmings swarmed over the smoking remains on their way to go over a cliff. And then the Jolly Green Giant picked up everything and threw it over the mountain range and into the next state. The movie piles one jarring, disorienting choice after another in rapid succession. First 'Jerry' rubs boogers out of his eyes on camera, then 'Harold' is jamming our ears with his Lithuanian/Chicano accent, and then 'Angela' throws off the composition of an entire scene with her Mile High Beehive of Hair, following which a bunch of 'dancers' perform bad choreography with all the precision of a dance recital for kindergarten girls, and then some dick-weed who can't carry a tune in a bucket sings the most insipid love song in the history of music while strumming a guitar that sounds like a ukulele. Then Elizabeth Taylor spins a pinwheel to make Jerry commit badly staged murder to cover up the fact that she threw acid in the face of a lumpy alcoholic, following which Jerry dreams that he got his face painted at a Renaissance festival and leaps about like a Thompson's Gazelle while a montage of women point and laugh at him. Then a mechanical wind-up monkey shrieks that we should "GET YOUR TICKETS !! GET YOUR TICKETS !!!" and a bunch of people who previously got acid thrown in their face and were drawn by the Rat Fink Hod Rod guy and have apparently been living on Angel Dust and Pop Tarts break loose and rampage through an Inuit/Swedish/African dance revue until the police come and shoot everyone, including Jerry who also had acid thrown in his face just before the titular 'zombies' got loose. Oh, and t's no moral, THE END. I'm making the movie sound more cont than it really is. And yet, the whole mess is somehow entertaining and amusing, and I ended up being glad I saw it. If I were to meet Steckler (unlikely), I'd shake his hand and comment on how weird the movie was and ask him "WHAT THE HELL WAS HE THINKING?" when he made it. MST's riffs on the movie are inspired and their version is worth getting hold of. But the movie stand on its own as a lunatic pinball of weirdness, careening randomly off the walls of our expectations of pop culture. See it if you have a fondness for silly stuff. Otherwise, stay far, far away. THE PRESSBOOK ITSELF IS IN VERY GOOD CONDITION WITH NOTHING CUT OUT. read more

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