Lost Skeleton of Cadavra
Starring: Fay Masterson, Jennifer Blaire, Brian Howe,
Susan McConnell, Andrew Parks and Larry Blamire
Directed by: Larry Blamire
Filmed in Skeletascope!
Lost Skeleton of Cadavra has to be one of the greatest parodies
of old black and white sci-fi movies to date. It's so brilliantly
detailed with odes and homages to the long forgotten style of
horror-like film making I'm guessing the late great legendary
director of monster riddled sci-fi poo himself, Mr. Ed Wood,
is currently rolling in his hermetically sealed grave with directorial
envy. If you're into B (or even C) films of days gone by you
are going to flip for this flick!
Larry Blamire (and his crew of talented actors) missed nothing
as they lovingly captured the magic of that whole kooky pre-digital
special effects and hokey costumed penny-a-prop look. And its
stitched together with Blamire's clever script chock full of
droll stereotyped subplots to create, oddly, one heck of an
goes...Dr. Paul Armstrong (Larry Blamire) and his lovely bride
Betty (Fay Masterson) are tracking a meteor the inquisitive
doctor saw land in the area of the cave of Cadavra
aliens, Lattis and Kro-Bar (Susan McConnell and Andrew Parks),
from the planet Marva have been stranded in the same neck of
Meanwhile as coincidence would have it evil scientist
Dr. Fleming (Brian Howe) is also in the woods by the cave of
Cadavra searching for the Lost Skeleton of Cadavra which will
give him powers a mad scientist type can only dream of; world
domination at the forefront -- of course.
evil Dr. Fleming finally finds the lost skeleton resting in
a spooky hidden cave. But his journey is far from over as he
now learns from his new master, The Skeleton, that only an element
called atmospherium can raise the cranky orating skeleton from
the dead, thusly implementing their master plan of ruling the
world. HILLLL- AIR-I-OUS!
the aliens also need to find atmospherium so they can fix their
space ship and return to Marva.
enough, Dr. Paul Armstrong needs the atmospherium too for his
scientific sciencey studies. Luckily he's found a whole heck
of it in this meteorite fragment - also - near the cave. Things
are coming together smoothly...
uh-oh those wacky aliens have gone and allowed their pet mutant
(Darrin Reed) to escape! The mean mutant is running around killing
cows and farmers and oh my! Good thing they have their
Transmutatron to capture the beast! Gosh,
sure hope that Transmutatron device doesn't get into the wrong
the evil Dr. Fleming has discovered the aliens and their secret
But, instead of exposing them he decides to use
the handy Transmutatron (suspiciously reminiscent of a caulking
gun one might see on aisle ten at Home Depot spray painted and
dolloped with buttony gismos) for his own evil ends. Well, to
create a date at least!
uses the outer space tool to meld four handy woodland creatures
into the beautiful sex kitten Animala (sex kitten Jennifer Blaire).
Together they try to woo the atmospherium carrying chunk-of-meteor
the fine Doctor Armstrong has found away from the fine doctor.
the side splitting mayhem never end!
Bluntly Speaking? Larry
Blamire's witty loving way of spoofing the whole campy late
fifties early sixties low-budgetesque sci-fi era radiates off
the big screen like the silver painted fabrics of the alien
spacesuits themselves! There's nothing missed from the sex-sells
clichéd bohemian love dance by sultry beatnik babe Animala,
to the dialog that's perfectly redundantly hysterical, to the
any-self-respecting B Movie mandate of a man in a cheesy three
eyed monster suit dragging the American-ad personification of
housewife - who has fainted (natch) - through the creepy
woods. Heck even the creature's fingers are in that ultra-long
authentically unbendable style we bad film buffs crave! Fantabulous.
is worth its Marvian weight in atmospherium!
NOW to a Personal Message From The Skeleton - If You Dare!
recommendation: Marvian Gutalana with Limbooba Wine.