Saturday, June 27, 2009

KINGDOM OF THE SPIDERS (1977)

Note to self: if I'm ever trapped in a house covered by dozens of millions of thousands of tarantulas and I hear a strange sound coming from an overhead air vent DO NOT stand directly beneath the vent and open it.

Local veterinarian William Shatner is dumbfounded when he discovers that his sleepy desert town is under attack by a tidal wave of icky spiders. The invasion starts out slow enough, but instead of doing anything productive, ol' Shat prefers to flirt with every attractive female in town and drink a little cold beer. The reality of the eight-legged onslaught comes soon enough, but instead of simply driving away, everybody resorts to running around screaming a lot.

As far as killer animals movies go, KINGDOM OF THE SPIDERS is a fun trip.  It almost comes off like a 1970's TV movie.  Steady pace, zero nudity, mild action towards the end, ridiculous looking fake spiders along with thousands of nasty-looking real spiders, crew member hand onscreen (right before the truck wreck), a musical sound at 43:12 that sounds like the opening to "Centerfold" by the J. Geils Band, a woman shooting a spider off of her hand, the phrase "...wham bam thank you ma'am.

KOTS has plenty of spider action, but none of it is particularity gross.  Which is nice for a pussy like me.  I like killer insect stories, but I fucking hate it when they start crawling all over food and stuff like that.  Yack!!!