I grew up in the pre-Star Wars days and therefore do not demand that every movie be a 50-million dollar, effects laden, all-star extravaganza. If you want that junk, visit the jerks at LucasFilm, Pixar or Disney. Yech! If you also grew up in the pre-1977 era, you will remember that "little movies" were the norm and only rarely did a big, "important" film come along.
You will also remember something called NEIGHBORHOOD THEATERS and DRIVE-IN THEATERS! Unlike today's airplane-hanger movie mausoleums, neighborhood theaters had a box office ticket taker right on the street so that pedestrian traffic could look at posters & stills in the windows and ask the ticket-taker about times and prices. Then you just walked into the attractively furnished lobby, bought popcorn & chocolate and climbed the burgundy-carpeted stairs to the balcony. Et voila!
If you had a heavy date and felt like making out, but didn't have any privacy at home, you simply saw the late show at the drive-in. Here you could relax in your big flashy car with speaker propped in window, food & drinks on glovebox door and hot-shot heater on the trans-hump. Thrillers were especially effective at the drive-in because sitting in a parked car in a dark lot is enough to make anyone a little paranoid about their safety.
So it is in this time and context "Atomic Brain" was made. And it succeeds. It is creepy, atmospheric and at times gross. Perfect for late-night viewing, the entire film has a dream-like quality that makes it easy to believe the impossible is possible.
Sexy actor Bradford Dillman lends his sexy voice to the film's opening narration. If this fascinating, well-delivered soliloquy doesn't get your attention and quickly draw you into the proceedings, you have no imagination whatsoever. Dillman's voice is as sardonic as the script and he seems to relish the cynical editorials he makes on the characters and their motives.
There are many memorable moments in the film, made so by their irony, truth or shock value. One of most subtle comes when Mrs. March subjects her three new-hires to a THOROUGH "medical examination." One of the girls is so offended by this, she immediately gives notice. Unfortunately, she is bound by contract and Mrs. March won't let her break it.
This film is great as the second half of a double-feature with another underrated B film, "The Brain That Wouldn't Die." Get a DVD projector and park your tail-fin convertible in the backyard some night to see how these films played back in the early 1960s. I did and you should, too.
You will also remember something called NEIGHBORHOOD THEATERS and DRIVE-IN THEATERS! Unlike today's airplane-hanger movie mausoleums, neighborhood theaters had a box office ticket taker right on the street so that pedestrian traffic could look at posters & stills in the windows and ask the ticket-taker about times and prices. Then you just walked into the attractively furnished lobby, bought popcorn & chocolate and climbed the burgundy-carpeted stairs to the balcony. Et voila!
If you had a heavy date and felt like making out, but didn't have any privacy at home, you simply saw the late show at the drive-in. Here you could relax in your big flashy car with speaker propped in window, food & drinks on glovebox door and hot-shot heater on the trans-hump. Thrillers were especially effective at the drive-in because sitting in a parked car in a dark lot is enough to make anyone a little paranoid about their safety.
So it is in this time and context "Atomic Brain" was made. And it succeeds. It is creepy, atmospheric and at times gross. Perfect for late-night viewing, the entire film has a dream-like quality that makes it easy to believe the impossible is possible.
Sexy actor Bradford Dillman lends his sexy voice to the film's opening narration. If this fascinating, well-delivered soliloquy doesn't get your attention and quickly draw you into the proceedings, you have no imagination whatsoever. Dillman's voice is as sardonic as the script and he seems to relish the cynical editorials he makes on the characters and their motives.
There are many memorable moments in the film, made so by their irony, truth or shock value. One of most subtle comes when Mrs. March subjects her three new-hires to a THOROUGH "medical examination." One of the girls is so offended by this, she immediately gives notice. Unfortunately, she is bound by contract and Mrs. March won't let her break it.
This film is great as the second half of a double-feature with another underrated B film, "The Brain That Wouldn't Die." Get a DVD projector and park your tail-fin convertible in the backyard some night to see how these films played back in the early 1960s. I did and you should, too.