NIGHT FRIGHT (1967)
Directed by James A. Sullivan
Alpha DVD
Reviewed 06.20.04
Review by Joseph A. Ziemba


THE FILM
Yeah, Night Fright is a bit of a gip, but it’s a more enjoyable cheat than the similarly themed and nausea-inducing Monster A-Go-Go. That’s got to count for something, right?

Let’s take a survey. Which makes for better bad film fodder -- Bigfoot or a furry space alien? If you didn’t say Bigfoot, bury your head between your hands and hope that no one heard you. Next: what’s better -- a film haphazardly shot by the legendary Larry Buchanan, or a masquerade film featuring many of Buchanan’s Azalea Pictures crew (like this one)? Don’t answer that. It’s pretty obvious that imaginations were running on empty when it came time to poop out Night Fright. So in order to fully enjoy the routine thrills and mega-padding on display, use YOUR imagination. Let’s pretend Larry Buchanan took a break while filming Mars Needs Women and made a dive into the Bigfoot subgenre of trash films. Suddenly, it’s all a little more tolerable...

In typical fashion, a government space craft crashes, spawns a hairy monster, and baffles the local sheriff (John Agar). A few 40 year old teenagers show up to peev off Agar and do the twist. But there’s a real twist. Instead of sharing the meat of the film (read: action) with the patient viewer, Night Fright avoids the hassle by having actors discuss things that we don’t get to see. So instead of grisly monster attacks, we get loads of padding, a scientist contemplating the monster’s Bigfoot-esque footprint, and dorky “teens” telling bad jokes. The monster (who shows up around the forty-five minute mark) looks just like Ro-Man from Robot Monster, but exchanges the deep sea diving helmet for a plastic gargoyle head. To top it off, the day-for-night monster scenes are dark as pitch and hard to make out, which didn’t help matters. ‘Cause after all that waiting, I didn’t even get a decent look at this poor man’s Bigfoot.

Despite the obvious shortcomings, I didn’t completely dislike Night Fright. The presence of Agar, the color photography, and the regional Texas obscurity factor kept me somewhat alert. Just don’t expect a classic. Or even a semi-classic.

AUDIO AND VIDEO
For a budget release, this film looks pretty darn good. The expected noise and speckles pop around once in awhile, but the print is nice and crisp, albeit a bit dark in spots. There’s also a barely visible horizontal line pattern running throughout the film, but it’s not distracting at all. Also, the film runs 76 minutes, not 66, as listed on the back cover.

EXTRAS
An Alpha cover gallery and chapter stops will exercise your remote fingers.

FINAL THOUGHTS
In order to fully enjoy the allures of Night Fright, I had to suspend my disbelief and imagine I was watching something that I wasn’t. That said, this one’s for die hard midnighters only.






Silly girls


Get night-frighted


Pushin' coke


Agar wins