Gentle
reader, we, the editors of 3B Theater,
believe that it would be prudent at this
juncture to warn you that the following
review is chock full of nasty venom. You
see, this particular film shook the
reviewer to his very foundation and
brought into question his beliefs and
philosophies on bad film.
In
other words, he really hates this movie.
Our
washed out piece-o-crap...
Told
ya!
You
shut up. (I
hate that guy.)
Where were we? Oh, yes:
Our
washed out piece-o-crap begins south of
the border where a bunch of tree hugging
eco-terrorists are performing an
ecological study on the environmental
impact of radiation fallout from nuclear
bomb tests.
First
they
find a mutated Octopus monster. Then they
all walked around in a big circle. Then
the octopus monster shook his tentacles.
Then the scientists sat around. Then they
all walked around in a big circle. Then
the octopus monster shook his tentacles.
Then the scientists sat around. Then they
all walked around in a big circle.
Then
they went into a cave.
Then
the octopus monster died.
And
there was much rejoicing.
The
end
This
movie sucks ass.
Gentle
reader, we, the editors of 3B Theater,
would like to apologize for those first
few paragraphs. The writer is in the
process of an attitude adjustment with a
two-by-four. Did we mention he hates
this movie?
We’ll
be right back.
*whack*
*whack*
*whack*
*whack*
*THUNK*
Okay;
let's try this again.
We
begin south of the border in Mexico, where
a group of scientists are investigating
the environmental impact of radiation
fallout from all the Pacific nuclear bomb
tests. Alas, the results of the blood
tests performed on the locals isn't very
good; they're all contaminated due to
their main dietary staple of irradiated
fish.
While
Rick (Kerwin
Matthews), the leader of the
expedition, rants about the plight of the
villagers, Mort (David Essex),
his assistant, collects more water samples
and makes a startling discovery: on the
waters edge, he finds a baby
octopus-thingy squealing like a stuck pig.
How
do we know it’s a baby? Easy. We’ve
already seen the adult version wiggling
around during the opening credits. When
Mort shows his find to Rick and his pal,
Susan (Pier
Angeli), she comments on how it
appears to "have a brain behind its
eyes." Rick postulates that it's a
hybrid, or a mutation, of some kind and
asks to see where it was found. They
return to the marsh and promptly release
it. The creature squeals louder and, as
Susan ominously points out, appears to be
calling out for something.
Off
in the distance we see Octaman (a
rather spiffy monster-suit by Rick Baker
that is completely wasted in this film), watching
them through the brush. And already he
seems smitten with Susan. Declaring it the
scientific find of the century, they
recapture the little booger and haul him
back to their camp. The thing and its
environment demands further study but
they’re out of money, so Rick and Susan
head for civilization with their new find
looking for more funding, leaving Mort
with Victim #1 and Victim #2 behind to
watch the camp. Sure
enough, later that night, Victim #1 has
found another baby Octaman. And as he
prepares to dissect it in the name of
science, Daddy/Mommy? Octaman comes to the
rescue and bitch slaps Victim #1 to death,
scoops up it's baby, and returns to the
marsh.
Rick
takes the hybrid mutation to the
Ecological Institute to consult with a Dr.
Willard (Jeff
Morrow). Certain he’s discovered
a shift in the evolutionary process, Rick
wants the Institutes backing to prove it.
But Willard pooh-poohs the whole thing,
saying there are more important things
endangering the environment to throw money
at then studying a half-man/half-octopus.
With no luck in academia, Rick turns to Johnny
Caruso: philanthropist, rancher and circus
owner. Caruso sees there’s a lot of
money to be made with this new sideshow
attraction and agrees to bankroll the
expedition. He brings Steve (Buck
Kartalain), his top wrangler, to
help capture the beast, and then they all
hop into Caruso's RV and head back to
Rick’s camp.
Upon
arrival, they quickly find the mangled
body of Victim #1, but Mort and Victim #2
are nowhere to be found. While the men
tend to the body, Susan is mysteriously
drawn to the marsh by a strange,
high-pitched music. As it plays and
assaults your eardrums, we cut from
Susan's eyes to Octo's in rapid
succession. She's completely enthralled
until Rick arrives and snaps her out of it
before she jumps into the water.
Later,
we find out that Mort and Victim #2 were
off in the local village for a fiesta when
they return with the town’s police
chief, Victim #4, and Davido -- the local
expert on the legend of the Octaman.
Davido wows them with tales his grandma
told him about the legend of a half-man
half-serpent monster.
(Complete with drawings I might add.)
He then relates how his father was killed
by el Hombre de Ocho.
(The monster turned his father into an
unfortunate looking dummy and threw him
off a cliff.)
He also claims that he can lead them to
Octaman’s home.
Why
bother?!? The damn thing is right over
there! See! He’s looking right at you!
Aarrgghh!!
Though
the Jefé and Victim #4 make fun of Davido
and his tales, Rick believes him. When they
start to break camp, the Jefé asks for
some water for their long trip back and
accidentally takes a container with
another baby Octaman in it. (And
when the hell did they catch that one?!)
So
the RV’s off to who knows wherever
Davido leads them, but, fear not, we’re
treated to a long, and very protracted
scene of the stalk and kill of the Jefé
and Victim #4. E'yup, Octaman waits until
they get all the way home before he
pounces on them and we get to watch every.
Single. Stinking. Step. They. Took. Along.
The. Way.
Okay,
at this point I was giggling like an
idiot because I finally realized that
the film's electronic soundtrack sounds
just like the soundtrack for the old Asteroids
arcade game. God help us all. Back to
the review.
When
our expedition arrives at what looks like
the very same spot they just left, while
they set up camp, Mort and Steve get into
a deep philosophical discussion about God
and creation. Seems Mort thinks we’re
all just a bunch of mistakes in progress. (Just
like this movie!) Meanwhile,
Octaman is still a stones throw away,
wiggling his tentacles. (He’s
right over there, damn it!)
As the discussion turns toward the
mutations and deformities in Japan brought
on by the A-bomb, Susan is entranced by
the call of nature again and wanders off. And
the closer she gets to the water's edge,
the high-pitched
wailing and jump cuts start again. Seeing
she’s entranced again, Rick asks what it
is she’s hearing. Susan says it’s some
kind of whispering that she can’t get
away from and feels like she’s being
watched.
You
are! He’s right there! Open your damn
eyes! He just turned that alligator into
an unfortunate looking dummy and killed
it. How could you miss that?! Okay,
focus; find a happy place. Let's
continue.
Having
found another baby critter, Davido brings
it back to the camp. Certain he’s found
the nest, Rick and Mort follow him back to
take a look. Meanwhile, Susan and Caruso
argue over the semantics between
dissection and autopsy. He then drops the
"women belong in the kitchen"
bomb on her. She gets mad and leaves to go
and find Rick. Steve, whose smitten, goes
after her, leaving Caruso and Victim #2
alone when Octaman
wiggles into camp and opens a can of
eight-legged whup-ass. It kills Caruso and
Victim #2, then
gathers up junior and shambles off.
All
right! Five more and this film can be
put out of its misery! Octaman! Octaman!
Octaman!
The
others return and find Caruso isn’t
quite dead yet (Damn!)and
the new specimen gone. Caruso claims it
was a giant monster that attacked him, so
while he and Susan wait in the RV, the
others go hunting for the creature.
Seemingly safe inside, the two continue
their earlier fight over women's lib while
Octaman closes in. Again, Caruso manages
to piss her off but this time, when she
tries to leave, she runs right into the
waiting tentacles of Octaman. Susan
manages to get away and get clear before
Caruso starts shooting at it. He proves a
crack-shot, driving the monster back into
the marsh. Hearing the firefight, the
others come rushing back. Scared shitless,
Caruso thinks they need to get out while
they still can but he’s out voted; the
others want to take one more crack at
capturing it.
You
know, I’d
love to give the film some originality
points for this because the moneyman
wants to get out first, but don’t hold
your breath.
I'm
not exactly sure what the plan is when Rick,
Mort and Steve hop in a boat and putter
out into the marsh, but Octaman promptly
attacks them. Steve manages to whack off
one of it's tentacles but Mort is severely
injured before they drive it off. Back in
the camp, Davido hears the commotion and
goes to investigate, leaving our favorite
bickering couple alone again. Luckily, Octaman
--
whose amazing regenerative powers have
grown him a new tentacle already! --
attacks the camp and knocks Caruso around
again. Susan comes to his rescue by
throwing a lantern at it and the monster
warbles in pain. Back in the boat, the men
find Davido waiting on shore. Rick leads
the charge back to the campsite where that
huge fire has magically put itself out (--
actually there’s absolutely no trace of
it --)
and el Hombre de Ocho has gathered an
unconscious Susan in his tentacles and
shambles off. Rick and Steve give chase
and discover that the monster doesn’t
like having a flashlight shined in his
eyes. Rick tells Steve to keep distracting
it because he’s got an idea:
And
with that brilliant scene, my notes
were launched into the air. I started
cackling like an idiot, threw up the white
flag and officially surrendered.
Continue the review at your own risk.
Rick's
absolutely MacGuyveresque plan works as el
Octo is
quickly dehydrated, and after he deftly jumps through the *snicker*
intense fire and saves Susan -- He
must have held his breath. I mean, there’s no oxygen left in there,
right? Hee-hee - the
fire dies out and they drop a net over the
prostate monster.
(Do they secure the net? Hell no. That
would make sense. What do
you think?)
Using tranquilizers to keep the
creature quiet, Caruso
(and nope, he’s still not dead)
wants to load him up and head for home but
he’s out voted, again (I
demand a recount!)
because the others want to make a study of its
natural habitat.
And
then the rains came. *sigh* Since
he's snoozing on
guard duty, Susan wakes Mort up and they
start going through the whole Beauty and
the Beast scenario.
At
this point, the film gave me a bad case of
déjà vu. This is the exact same scene
that Julie Adams and Whit Bissel had in
The Creature from the Black Lagoon. Then I
found out why. More on this later.
Meanwhile,
guess who the rains have revived? Octaman
easily throws off the net and attacks and
pummels Mort; but Susan, using her feminine
wiles, distracts him and he shambles off.
When the others investigate the commotion,
Caruso still wants to leave but
Davido says he can lead them to Octo's
hidden lair.
What
hidden lair?! Look! He’s right over
there!
So
they pile into the RV and head further
into the wilderness, leaving us with the
question as to why Davido didn't take them
to this damn secret lair in the first
place. They round a corner but find the
road is blocked by a bunch of trees. (Sound
familiar?) As the others try and
move the trees, Davido finds some Octaman
tracks that lead into a cave. He calls the
others over and they decide to explore it.
Six
years later, they emerge, right where they
started. What did they find in there?
NOTHING! More on this later.
Damn,
but this
movie has a lot of explaining to do.
They
return to the RV but guess who’s inside
waiting for them? Caruso opens the door
and Octaman jumps out. (How
in the heck did he get in there?!)
Using a flying pinwheel attack with all his
arms, Octaman knocks everybody out except Susan
(-- and this time I think he really did kill
Caruso but I can’t confirm it.)
But she manages to get a hold of Steve’s
pistol before the monster wraps her up again,
knocking her out, and carries her off
toward the marsh. When the
others recover and give chase, Rick
won’t let Steve shoot at it with his
rifle because he might hit Susan. They do cut
the monster off from the water and are
stalemated until Susan wakes up and shoots
Octaman, point blank, in the chest. When
he
drops her, the others open fire. After
taking several hits, the Octaman stumbles
into the water and disappears, leaving the others
to watch as the surfacing bubbles quickly peters
out.
The
End
THANK
GOD.
When
I came up with the Rating
System for this website, I promised
myself that it would take a real
turd-burger to be branded with the 18th
Amendment. As I said in my Mission
Statement, I love monster movies, and
the worse they are by normal standards,
the better they are in my book. Normally
I would ferociously defend any film
in this genre. But once in a while, I get
a curveball; a nasty surprise that brings
my philosophy to it’s knees, sending me
into a fetal position -- with thumb planted
firmly in mouth -- to rethink things for a
while.
Octaman
is, was, and ever shall be thee biggest, knee-buckling curve I’ve
ever encountered or endured -- topping even
The Howling VII: New Moon Rising
(or, as I like to refer to it, Howling
VII: No Werewolf in Sight - Honky-Tonk
Armageddon.)
Octaman shall be the litmus test for all
18th Amendment films to follow.
Dr.
Freex warned us all over at The
Bad Movie Report. He states that the
film caught him off guard, too, and should
be outlawed by the Geneva Convention. I
did a little research and, would you
believe it, stuck in the middle of the
treatise on the ban of chemical weapons
and the regs for what to do with a deposed
dictator, is a warning, scrawled in
crayon, to avoid Octaman at all costs.
(Well,
there wasn't, but there is now!)
But
I, being the idiot that I am, thought How bad could it really
be?
Well,
to start with, it took three Herculean
attempts just to get through the damn
thing. This film is the looooongest
90-minutes you’ll ever have the
non-privilege of enduring. I’d make it
about a half an hour in but then things
would start to get a little, well -- fuzzy.
I’d snap out of this funk only when the
snow and static on the TV brought me back
to this plane of reality. Luckily for me, after
the auto rewind finished it's task, my VCR
would regurgitate the tape, begging for
mercy, or I might still be in a stupor.
I
tried to fast forward to where I lost it
by consulting my notes. They too started
crisp and clear but slowly degenerated and
lost cohesion. There were even a few death
threats that my subconscious left for me
among the doodles for subjecting it to El
Hombre de Ocho. So having no clue where I
left off, being the idiot that I am, I
just started over. THREE
TIMES!
Now,
you might think I’m exaggerating but
I’ve never seen a film that took so many
meandering scenes and slammed them
mindlessly into brick walls the way
Octaman did.
Also, in my long and storied career in
fringe cinema have I witnessed worse day
for night shooting than what can be found
between the credits, here. And then there was the psychic link
between Susan and Octo that is suggested
but never studied or verified but played a
pivotal role in the film. I mean, Is the Octaman a Mommy or Daddy? If she's a mommy,
that unearths a whole other strata of
psychosis when thinking about it's
relationship with Susan. Wow. A lesbian
monster. The mind boggles.
The
"Caucasian Monster Immunity
Clause" also got a little old as only
the local natives are killed. Johnny, Mort,
and Rick are slapped around a lot, and
even presumed dead a couple times, but
always manage to survive.
(Okay, I think Caruso is killed at the
end, but still. Sheesh.)
And
then there’s that whole cave thing where
they wandered around for what seemed like
a year (Fourteen
minutes of actual screen time), but
absolutely nothing happens. They go into a
cave. They walk around. They come out of
the cave. That's it. And that's not an exaggeration.
It doesn’t advance the plot one iota; it’s just there to pad the film and
drive the viewer deeper into insanity.
The
thing is, before that cave scene, you
could almost smell that the film was about
to end. (Hell,
then again, I thought it was almost over
when they burned him in the circle of
fire.)
And I
can't stress enough how much you reeeeally
want it to end at this point. And yet they
go on one more tangent, right into that
cave, but nothing happens and they end up
right back where the started, again!, at the RV.
This all could be forgiven if maybe the
cave led to Octo’s hidden lair, but no.
I’m
not exactly sure what writer/director Harry Essex was
trying to accomplish here. Earlier in his
career he wrote The
Creature From the Black Lagoon,
so at one
point he seemed to know what he was doing.
Maybe he thought he could do better then
Jack Arnold? But Octaman is such a blatant
rehash, almost verbatim in some scenes, of
The Creature From the Black Lagoon, and
executed so poorly, that you have to
wonder just exactly what his thinking was.
I'd ask what the logic behind it was but I
have a hard time using the word Octaman
and logic in the same sentence.
Now,
I can’t stop you from watching Octaman.
Heck, I had to satisfy my own morbid
curiosity, but, and not to sound too cheezy,
be careful of what you go dabbling in. You
may not like what you find.
You’ve
been warned. Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've got to go and put my crayons away.
Posted: 11/19/00.
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