One of the things I like to
do when I get the chance, when I'm not studying planetary sciences,
journalism or the history of the ancient Roman sewer, is to settle
with a huge cup of tea in Starbucks or wherever, and watch a classic
film over wi-fi.
It takes two or three
visits, but the movie gets watched eventually, as the tea gets colder
and the pigeons stare in through the window at me. The latest one I
watched was “Invaders from Mars”, a 1953 piece of classic atomic
age paranoia with a cast no-one's ever heard of, and an irritating
boy as the chief protagonist.
The film is slightly
different from the usual “Kid sees something, no-one believes him”
plot you get in movies of this type, right up through Jaws in the
70s, in that it takes that standard trope and spins it into “Kid
sees something, no-one believes him until a lot earlier in the film
than is normally the case.” Late at night, the boy David sees a
bright green flying saucer land in the sand pits behind his house –
how Horsell Common like! - and in the morning his father, a worker at
a secret rocket research plant, goes out to investigate.
He comes back eventually as
the family begin to panic...but he isn't quite the same. In fact, his
voice is flat, he is agressive, and he hits his son! But far worse
than child abuse IS THE FACT HE HAS BEEN TURNED INTO A COMMUNIST! We
know this because in 1950s American carport suburbia, only communists
would shout at their wives and beat their kids up.
As further confirmation that
he is now evil, he is lit predominantly from underneath so his pinko
face is now covered in sinister shadows, and he stops shaving,
instantaneously going stubbly in the space of 15 minutes.
The wife is of course
properly submissive to even her spousal Stalin, but at some point she
goes out to the sand pit and comes back acting the same way. David's
friend, a neighbourhood Bonnie Langford and daughter of another
rocket scientist, goes out to the pit and returns to set fire to her
house before dropping dead of a mysterious brain haemmorhage.
Luckily the boy is rescued
from his now evil parents by a woman doctor, and a distinctly
unsceptical astronomer who belies in UFOs – The Lubbock Lights and
George Mantell's death get a mention – and has a magical telescope
that can see David's house even when pointing at the sky. And through
this scope, they see various soldiers and local people being sucked
down into the sand, including a General.
That same General is then
caught trying to sabotage the Rocket factory, before he too dies of a
Stroke. The army are all too ready now to believe there is something
down there, as it transpires the dead have had crystals implanted
into their brains, controlling their very actions. COMMUNIST DREAMS
OF MIND CONTROL HAVE BEEN MADE REAL.
So everyone troops off to
the sand pit, stock footage of tanks shoot at it, and eventually
everyone gets sucked down into the sand to meet giant “Mu-tants”
- supposedly 8 feet tall Martians with silly masks on and very
obvious zippers up the back of their genital free bodysuits. They
have turned the tunnels below the sand into explosive condoms (TRUE)
that turn into explosive oatmeal (ALSO TRUE) when fired on by a hokey
looking laser.
The child and his scientist
mentors are eventually led before a head in a goldfish bowl that does
sod all apart from fiddle with its pincers and is apparently
“Mankind, distilled into its ultimate form”. The woman, of
course, is selected for crystal implantation by the disembodied head,
before of course rescue happens and the boy blows the aliens up with
their own exploding oatmeal contraceptives, before he wakes in his
own bed and finds IT WAS ALL A DREAM.
But then he sees the saucer
land again...
The film is collosally
stupid, and colosally entertaining, particularly the stuff legged
lumbering Martians and their all too obvious outfits, but it also
stands out as one of the paradigm movies of American “Reds Under
the Bed” paranoia. After visiting the pit, the adults come back
cold, evil, and with all their individualism erased. They engage in
covert attacks on American military might, are clearly godless, and
their leader is essentially the embodiment of the US perception of
communism – a human with all the humanity distilled out of them,
leading a bunch of collectivised drones.
You still have to love it
though!
Copyright Bloody Mulberry 12.05.14
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