The Last Man on Earth
THE STORY:
In my most humble opinion, lonely lab-rat, Doctor Robert
Morgan (Vincent Price), is a very versatile man indeed. He knows
how to drive a car. He can use a lathe to make a wooden stake. Plus he is able to use the radio to figure out if he is last person living on this barren planet.
Well, technically speaking of course, Robert isn't really
the 'last person' per-say. By day, he drives himself around pillaging for
garlic, mirrors, and other such paraphernalia. So that, by night, he can defend
himself from an army of Justin Bieber fans -- also known as 'The living-dead'.
Now believe it or not, life wasn't always' like this for
Robert. Three year's previously, he was a happily married man,
with a wife, Virginia (Emma Danieli), a daughter, Kathy (Christi Courtland),
and a job that entailed him to figure out why a strange air borne virus was
infecting the Earth, turning the populous into mindless husks that would attack
people during the cover of darkness.
OK. I'm sure that you will agree with me when I say that
this does sound like a pretty peculiar turn up for the books, right? But does
it sound as bad as when the authorities burn these unfortunate victims in case
this plague spreads? Or when Robert suddenly discovers that his own child is
infected with this air born malady as well?
Ouch! That's most probably why what next transpires begins
when a loving mother comes down with a dose of the Beiber. As a flashback warps
Robert to the present day - a stay dog point him in the right way - Ruth
Collins (Franca Bettoia) turns out to be a spy - and a renegade movement is
primed and ready to do or die.
THE REVIEW:
If truth be told, I wasn't really expecting all that much
when I sat down and watched 'The Last Man on Earth'. I thought that it would be
your normal run of the mill b-movie classic, with low production values, a
story that doesn't go anywhere, and an overall through-line that would put me
to sleep before the end credits rolled.
But I was wrong. Partly wrong. Even though the effects
were just abysmal, and the first twenty minutes of this flick made me pine for
my bed, where the story is concerned -- no-no-no -- it slapped me on the back
of my head, and forced me to wake up and take notice of this film as I should
have done in the first place.
Well, to put it in laymen's terms, this horror movie is
aided greatly by three defining factors. Firstly, Vincent Prince is a great
actor, and he has managed to convey a hero that is both realistic and mannered,
without seeming to coy or cardboard by default. Secondly, the underlining
hopeless nature of this film just seems to seep though the celluloid, making
the 'feeling of dread' that much more tangible to the touch. And thirdly, as a
story in its own right, I felt that this tale was very well structured in
hindsight. Beginning at the middle. Then segwaying to the start. And finally
flashing back to the present day in a manner that is both engaging and relevant
where characterization and plot is concerned.
Granted, to juxtapose this view-point if I may, the initial
Vincent Price narration and set-up for this flick was very slow and monotonous
to follow. Plus, as I mentioned previously, the 'creature effects' were just
crap on so many levels.
Overall 'The Last Man on Earth' is what I would call a very
engaging piece of cinema. It's well worth the watch for all you nostalgia
fans out there. Plus for whoever is curious enough to understand what the 'remakes' were trying to accomplish in
raw form.
THE RATING: B
THE LAST MAN ON EARTH (1964)
Reviewed by David Andrews
on
January 10, 2013
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