So here is another creature feature for my week off bad movie celebration. It's the sequel that should have never been made.
"Beware! The Blob (alternately titled as Beware the Blob, Son of Blob and Son of the Blob) is a 1972 sequel to horror science-fiction film The Blob. The film was directed by Larry Hagman. The screenplay was penned by Anthony Harris and Jack Woods III, based on a story by Jack H. Harris and Richard Clair.
Beware! The Blob was made solely because producer Jack H. Harris apparently wanted to relive his glory days. Damn your insane cravings for nostalgia! Jack, the producer of 1958's Blob film, had been eager to do a follow up, but the production never got off the ground. Then fate would intervene when Harris showed his personal 16mm print of the 1958 classic to his neighbor, Larry Hagman. Hagman, famous for his role as J.R. on TV's Dallas, had never seen the film before, but quickly became a big fan.
Eventually these two men, an aged movie producer and an actor with no directing talents whatsoever, would join forces and create one of the worst movies of all time and undoubtedly the worst sequel ever made!
The one and only film directed by Larry Hagman (and re-released as 'The film J.R. shot!' a few years later), it's a purple haze of a sequel, with the likes of Godfrey Cambridge (who has brought it back from the Arctic), Shelley Berman (as a disapproving hair stylist, the only amusing-scary bit) and Burgess Meredith blobbed as McQueen's love-beaded replacements (including Bud Cort, Cindy Williams, and Robert Walker, Jr.) run from the beast.
Now when we last saw The Blob’s carnivorous, extraterrestrial jelly mold, it was being airdropped as a great frozen chunk down to the icy wastes of the arctic. This was because the thing couldn’t stand the cold, and the movie’s heroes figured that putting the blob someplace where it would never thaw out was the next best thing to the seemingly impossible task of killing it. Apparently, the heroes of The Blob never figured on the Alaskan Oil Pipeline, however. Chester Hargis (Cotton Comes to Harlem’s Godfrey Cambridge) is a technician of some kind working on the pipeline project, and when he returns home from a months-long stint onsite, he brings with him a canister containing a piece of something strange that his team dug up from under the ice. But Chester’s wife, Mariane (Marlene Clark, from Slaughter and Ganja & Hess) takes exception to his keeping the canister in their freezer while he waits for a chance to take it to his company’s lab, with the result that it is removed for relocation to Chester’s beer cooler, but then forgotten about and left to sit on the kitchen counter. As the frozen whatsit thaws, the top pops off the canister for no good reason, leaving its contents— immediately recognizable to anyone who saw the previous film— free to eat both the Hargises and their kitten.
In an interview in Fangoria magazine, screenwriter Anthony Harris stated that a good portion of the filmed material was improvised on the set and that the script was ignored.
As in the original 1958 film, the Blob was largely portrayed by gallons of dyed red silicone. In this film, in certain scenes the Blob was alternately created from other materials including a large red plastic balloon, semi-transparent red plastic sheeting, and a large rotating red drum of hard silicone placed in front of the camera lens (referred to among fans as the 'Blob-Cam' shot).
Anyone who thinks that Ed Wood made the worst movie of all time has obviously never heart of this shit sandwich. Seriously, this movie is awful! Beware! The Blob is a terrible film, and I can only recommend this flick to avid bad movie enthusiasts. For those of you who actually plan on watching this film (despite my warnings), be sure to grab some friends and crack open a few brews before watching."
... and now ONCE AGAIN Steve and this blog are both PROUD to present today's Church-less Movie of the Week in its entirety FOR FREE!
Please, though, a few ground rules first. There's absolutely no talking in Steve's Theater and all talkers will have their butts wiped mercilessly. No cell phones or African-American berries in the theater.
And be sure to dim your headlights (where applicable).
And today's movie has been mixed in with previews, commercials and a whole bunch more nonsense to try and make it bearable, so just have fun with it.
Enjoy the show y'all!
The Five Bobs: The Blob (theme)
And I have another flick waiting for you guys for tomorrow, so come on back soon!
Wind Clan out!