Often monotonous and preachy 50's house frau sci-fi that not even the University of Minnesota's Peter Graves can enliven.

Not quite Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein but anytime you can get Karloff, Lugosi and Lorre in the same room together for some light hearted chills it's a good thing.

Kay Kyser and and his band were huge back in the day and roll with a sort of Spike Jones lite shtick which will get you as far as your tolerance for novelty big band tunes will take you. I happen to enjoy it so there was no need to mash the ffwd button during the musical numbers. YMMV.

Terrible little fifties (well, 1960 technically) Sci-Fi flick featuring some of the saddest sack alien invaders this side of Plan Nine. Already watched it twice. Probably watch it again. Tonight.

Bad movies are my comfort food.

I need help.