The Creeping Terror

I've seen The Creeping Terror before, but I forgot I had. That's strange. Maybe it was such a traumatic experience I suppressed that information? Possibly. Let's break it down. A couple drive in a car and awkwardly line read when voice-over narration explains why we suddenly see backwards stock footage of a rocket liftoff. Then we see a completely different rocket-ship unconvincingly obscured by weeds with a hatch hack-sawed into the side of it, when suddenly an unconvincing creature crawls out that appears to have been fashioned from carpet backing, craft store fabric remnants, excelsior and vacuum cleaner hoses. We hear futuristic boop-boop-beep noises and the sound of jungle cats roaring, but you're unsure why. The creature attacks and engulfs its intended victim, and by "attack" I mean "slowly lumber toward the intended victim, and the victim them climbs into the creature's disturbingly suggestive and flappy orifice". People seem to talk and act, but you can't really tell because of the bad editing and voice-over narration that doesn't always sync up with the action onscreen. Actors enter the spaceship, and by "enter the spaceship", I mean the actor crawls under what seems like a fence covered in rough nailed-together tin because you can see daylight underneath while you hear screams and jungle cats roar and you're unsure why. Inside this craft every surface is covered in buttons and knobs and gauges, and they're all in English because English is the common language of lumbering carpet sample monsters. Some time later, the monster attacks teenagers necking in the woods, folks in the woods having a hootenanny, and someone tries to save themselves from being suggestively engulfed by fending the beast off with an acoustic guitar; and because it seems to like music and uncomfortable-looking Twisting, it crawls toward a dance of some sort causing a slow stampede of Twisters heading for the exit and mildly upsetting some card tables. More Twisters become suggestively engulfed exposing several stocking-covered legs, and this part is somewhat Tarantino-esque if Quentin Tarantino made crappy carpet sample Twister engulfing card table carnage monster movies. The whole thing is totally amazing, and by "totally amazing" I mean it's just awful, and it's highly recommended if you like stuff that sucks. I watched The Creeping Terror on the DVD set 32 Drive-In Cult Classics because the line at the Redbox was ridiculous and the selection on Netflix still sucks. Here's the dance hall sequence, and it's fantastic and spoilerific: