In this interstellar cautionary tale, brash U.S. Navy test pilot Dan Prescott, hungry for fame, rockets himself beyond Earth’s atmosphere, only to become encrusted with cosmic dust and return a blood-drinking monster. —The Criterion Collection
Robert Day (1922-) b. Sheen, England. An exciting British talent who sank deep into the trough of mediocre TV movies, Day was another cameraman who turned to direction. In the 1950s, the signs were all good. He achieved fine atmospheric effects amid believable high melodrama in three bloodcurdlers, and showed a nice, sense of crazy comedy in the gut-busting Two-Way Stretch (1960), the apogee of all Peter Sellers‘ British comedies. There was Tony Hancock‘s funniest comedy, The Rebel (1961) and also Tarzan the Magnificent (1960), the best Tarzan film since the 1930s. But television was already reaching out its tentacles. There were a few more Tarzan films, good at first then indifferent, in all senses, and the disastrous She (1965), in which Day seemed to have lost all his flair for atmosphere and chills – and in a Hammer film too! By this time he was making countless episodes of TV series, at first in Britain (Danger ManlSecret Agent) then America (The FBI, A Man Called Ironside, and… read more
50s sci-fi B-movie from director Robert Day is entertaining enough for B-movie fans, but far from the best. A fairly conventional rocket melodrama in its first half, and a pretty basic monster movie in its second - though it does have its original elements, and is surprisingly gruesome considering when it was made.