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ATTACK OF THE GIANT LEECHES
(Sci-Fi Horror 1959)
Crawling horror... unleashed by the depths of hell to kill and conquer!
One of the best of the late 50's Grade-Z drive-in flicks, this steamy and creepy tale of lust and betrayal in the Florida swamps works well as lurid melodrama and as slight sci-fi fable. The lovely Yvette Vickers (adulteress Honey in "Attack of the 50 Ft Woman") is at her bone-poppin' trashy best here as a Baby Dollish slut wife to fat slob storeowner Bruno VeSota. (She strolls into a room full of men wearing a frilly negligee, brushing her teeth, making sure all the pigs see the foamy toothpaste dribbling from her trembling mouth. Youch!) She has a lover named Cal, and when fatty husband finds the two embracing he forces them into the dark swamp, where giant mutated leeches drag them to their underground cave to suck them bone dry. There's a beautifully orchestrated scene at midpoint in the film, in the leeches' cave, where half-comatose victims wail and moan in contorted postures as they helplessly watch their leechish tormentors slowly crawl towards them, slurping and sucking all the way. It's a scene of pure horror not unlike a similar scene in "Beast from Haunted Cave" a year later. The scientific explanation for the beasts (atomic fallout from nearby Cape Canaveral rockets) is superfluous to the plot, which is, of course, about the giantest leeches of them all, us. And as the end implies, as we hear the slurping of a new batch of bloodsuckers from the deep, there is no end to the giant leeches! This film was produced by Roger Corman's brother Gene, shown in a nifty title splice against his executive producer brother.