Don't pity Joan Crawford for the silliness of her last film. Hers is a performance not to pity or laugh at. The screenplay, however, is another matter. Think of Joan as the female Bela Lugosi, and if she didn't exactly die with a script in her hand, she did end her career with a bang. Of course, the film doors end with a bomb and a boom and a bang, and some critics do label it as a bomb, but there are some sweet intentions, even though the final results are outrageously absurd.
Joan is a scientist at an institute specializing in the search for the missing link, the proof that mankind has gone through many stages since their days as cavemen and does indeed, but not without a price. Others surrounding her fight the efforts she makes to educate the captured missing link, most of all the evil Michael Gough.
Trog is interested in learning, reacting positively to the colors blue and green, as well as classical music, but turns violent over the color red and annoying rock music. A friendly dog isn't quite so friendly with Trog, while he has a soft spot for the female of the species, particularly blonds. A scene of young men in their underwear going into Trog's cave just simply don't make sense.
In a sense, this is a variation of the Frankstein monster and Edward Scissorhands even, so fresh it is not. There is also more than a passing resemblance to Planet of the Apes. Trog's rampage thanks to the evil Gough ends up gruesomely violent.
Totally enjoyable in spite of its obvious ineptness, this is saved by Crawford's sincerity and the well- meaning themes. As for Trog, he wouldn't be so silly looking a creature had the monster like features in his face but the body building physique of a muscular little person into body shaving.
Joan is a scientist at an institute specializing in the search for the missing link, the proof that mankind has gone through many stages since their days as cavemen and does indeed, but not without a price. Others surrounding her fight the efforts she makes to educate the captured missing link, most of all the evil Michael Gough.
Trog is interested in learning, reacting positively to the colors blue and green, as well as classical music, but turns violent over the color red and annoying rock music. A friendly dog isn't quite so friendly with Trog, while he has a soft spot for the female of the species, particularly blonds. A scene of young men in their underwear going into Trog's cave just simply don't make sense.
In a sense, this is a variation of the Frankstein monster and Edward Scissorhands even, so fresh it is not. There is also more than a passing resemblance to Planet of the Apes. Trog's rampage thanks to the evil Gough ends up gruesomely violent.
Totally enjoyable in spite of its obvious ineptness, this is saved by Crawford's sincerity and the well- meaning themes. As for Trog, he wouldn't be so silly looking a creature had the monster like features in his face but the body building physique of a muscular little person into body shaving.