Despite the wooden acting and dated dialogue, this remains one of the ultimate drive-in horror pictures. Sure, it has more in common with the goofy old juvenile delinquent movies with which it shares an era in film history than it does with the festivals of graphic sex and violence to come. And sure, the villain here looks like a great big wad of tomato soup concentrate, which in odd moments actually manages to provide a chill or two. But it still has its good points, not the least of which is a very young Steve McQueen doing his level best to muddle through. Mildly amusing
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