Saddled with a title evoking cheesiness of the highest
pungency, I Married a Monster from Outer Space is actually a fairly
thoughtful 50's sci-fi flick. In the past few years I've seen genre fans
inflate its mild qualities to try to argue it as a minor classic, but in all
honesty it isn't. It is a pretty good little movie but lowered expectations are
the best way to approach it for maximum enjoyment.
Traveling home late at night after his bachelor party, Bill Farrell (Tom Tryon) nearly runs over a man lying in the road. Jumping out of his car he finds the body gone — he is then attacked and apparently absorbed by a grotesque glowing alien creature. The next day Bill shows up hours late for his wedding, appearing slightly confused, but goes through with the ceremony. Cut to a year later and Bill's bride Marge (Gloria Talbott) is deeply concerned about him as he seems to be a different man from the one she fell in love with. He acts detached or unemotional, and compounding her fears is the fact that she hasn't yet become pregnant even though her doctor assures her she can conceive. One night Bill leaves the house in the middle of the night and Marge follows him. He walks far into the local woods where Marge witnesses her husband physically separate from one of the aliens and then enter their hidden spacecraft. Horrified, she runs to the local chief of police and he comforts her with promises to look into the situation. Of course, all the small town's cops have been taken over by the aliens already so no help is coming from that quarter. When Bill's buddy Sam (Alan Dexter) becomes one of the controlled we learn from their conversations that these weird invaders are trying to find a way to breed with human females. The females of their race were wiped out in a disaster and without some form of interspecies mating they will die out. In desperation Marge tries to contact the FBI but finds every avenue of communication cut off; she is even unable to leave town. But when one of the disguised aliens dies accidentally she thinks she may have found one authority figure that hasn't been taken over — Dr. Wayne (Ken Lynch). But how will she be able to find enough uncontrolled men to stop the creatures?
Traveling home late at night after his bachelor party, Bill Farrell (Tom Tryon) nearly runs over a man lying in the road. Jumping out of his car he finds the body gone — he is then attacked and apparently absorbed by a grotesque glowing alien creature. The next day Bill shows up hours late for his wedding, appearing slightly confused, but goes through with the ceremony. Cut to a year later and Bill's bride Marge (Gloria Talbott) is deeply concerned about him as he seems to be a different man from the one she fell in love with. He acts detached or unemotional, and compounding her fears is the fact that she hasn't yet become pregnant even though her doctor assures her she can conceive. One night Bill leaves the house in the middle of the night and Marge follows him. He walks far into the local woods where Marge witnesses her husband physically separate from one of the aliens and then enter their hidden spacecraft. Horrified, she runs to the local chief of police and he comforts her with promises to look into the situation. Of course, all the small town's cops have been taken over by the aliens already so no help is coming from that quarter. When Bill's buddy Sam (Alan Dexter) becomes one of the controlled we learn from their conversations that these weird invaders are trying to find a way to breed with human females. The females of their race were wiped out in a disaster and without some form of interspecies mating they will die out. In desperation Marge tries to contact the FBI but finds every avenue of communication cut off; she is even unable to leave town. But when one of the disguised aliens dies accidentally she thinks she may have found one authority figure that hasn't been taken over — Dr. Wayne (Ken Lynch). But how will she be able to find enough uncontrolled men to stop the creatures?
An odd variation on Invasion of the Body Snatchers, it shares that film's 'Red Scare' feel but it's more interesting for its commentary on sexual politics and marital fears. The film opens with a booze-fueled bachelor party discussion in which the men's dismissive and derogatory statements about marriage are pretty harsh and certainly don't reflect the norm for 1950s genre movies. The movie also gives us a few female bar denizens who come off as quite slutty, one of which pays for a poorly timed flirtation with her life. Was she just in the wrong place at the wrong time, or deemed unworthy of being alien breeding stock because she's a tramp? On each of my viewings this murder came off as a disturbing value judgment not of the creatures but of the movie.
The film manages to keep us distracted from thinking too hard about these horrible ideas by doing odd things, like subverting the common marital fear of drinking and the abuse that can come with it. When it turns out that the controlled aliens avoid alcohol because it's deadly to them, this prominent family fear of the period becomes a danger sign for a very different reason. The slightly more adult tilt to the material shows in other scenes as well, such as in the execution of a barfly that starts sniffing around Marge. He's coldly blown away when the alien-controlled cops decide that such a lowlife is of no use to them (just as the female bar tramp wasn't, I guess). Of course, this all may be a bit too much to ask a first-time viewer to see in I Married a Monster from Outer Space, but its certainly there. And if folks can read a commentary on Communism into Body Snatchers then I can see social commentary on the war between the sexes here. Besides, this film is a little slow at times and these kind of speculations help keep it fun.
8 comments:
If you say this one isn't a minor classic, then which films would you consider minor classics?
I'd say - THE MAN FROM PLANET X, DONOVAN'S BRAIN, THE GAMMA PEOPLE, THE 27TH DAY, THE MONOLITH MONSTERS, THE NIGHT THE WORLD EXPLODED, THE MONSTER THAT CHALLENGED THE WORLD, THE 4-D MAN and THE MANSTER - and that's just from the 1950's
Nice list! Do you like Kronos? What are some of your least favorite sci fi movies from the 1950's?
Least favorite? That's tough. But-- FLYING DISC MAN FROM MARS was pretty bad. As was MEAS OF LOST WOMEN, DEVIL GIRL FROM MARS, THE BEAST WITH A MILLION EYES, KING DINOSAUR, THE ASTOUNDING SHE-MONSTER and TEENAGERS FROM OUTER SPACE. Of course, i still get a kick out of most of these any way.
And KRONOS is a good but not great little movie. I got to see that on the big screen some years back.
I think that everything you've said about IMAMFOS -- the subtexts, the sexual politics, etc -- makes it a minor classic. And it's probably even creepier today because of the marital rape thing, and the way our heroine treats (or doesn't) the idea that she's been sleeping with someone not her actual beau.
Sure, they couldn't really go very deep into that at the time, but all those ideas are there for anyone paying attention -- and clearly were even in the 50s. Most sci-fi films of the time don't make you think that much.
Oh, and it's easily arguable (and perhaps an even more prevalent idea) that Body Snatchers is a metaphor for McCarthyism, rather than communism. Part of the genius of that film is that it reads both ways. But, knowing Hollywood's leanings (even then), I suspect McCarthy. Writers always like to put the thumb in the eye of authority. ;-)
I find all of those enjoyable except Mesa of Lost Women. Killers from Space is pretty lame as well.
Steve - maybe you're right. I think I might be looking at the film in relation to the superior INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS and feeling it falls too far short. Plus, it does drag a little even at this short length. It feels a little stretched.
Nick - yeah, KILLERS FROM SPACE is pretty damned lame!
Oh, yeah. BODY SNATCHERS is a GREAT film -- a true classic.
Which is why IMAMFOS is a _minor_ classic. ;-)
Not perfect, but well made and interesting.
I, too, like most of those other films mentioned but, yeah, some of them are lame. ;-)
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