
Attack of the Crab Monsters
1957 · Film · 63 min
Directed by Roger Corman
A group of scientists travel to a remote island to study the effects of nuclear weapons tests, only to get stranded when their airplane mysteriously explodes. The team soon discovers that the tests have given rise to crabs mutated into intelligent, impervious, telepathic giants intent on increasing their numbers by breeding, then travelling to populated areas to feed, and which do not intend to be stopped by their discoverers.
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Yes, i can see a Roger Corman movie about it now..Attack of the Crab Monsters Part 2 hides behind a tree not that i've watched it all, i like Bruce Willis and Arnold Schwarzeneggar films
I'm partial to Larkin and Heaney, but I have to say my favourite poem is this one by Lawrence Raab -
Attack of the Crab Monsters
Even from the beach I could sense it--- lack of welcome, lack of abiding life, like something in the air, a certain lack of sound. Yesterday there was a mountain out there. Now it's gone. And look
at this radio, each tube neatly sliced in half. Blow the place up! That was my advice. But after the storm and the earthquake, after the tactic of the exploding plane and the strategy of the sinking boat, it looked
like fate and I wanted to say, "Don't you see? So what if you're a famous biochemist! Lost with all hands is an old story." Sure, we're on the edge of an important breakthrough, everyone hearing voices, everyone falling
into caves, and you're out wandering through the jungle in the middle of the night in your negligée. Yes, we're way out there on the edge of science, while the rest of the island continues to disappear until
nothing's left except this cliff in the middle of the ocean, and you, in your bathing suit, crouched behind the scuba tanks. I'd like to tell you not to be afraid, but I've lost
my voice. I'm not used to all these legs, these claws, these feelers. It's the old story, predictable as fallout---the re-arrangement of molecules. And everyone is surprised and no one understands
why each man tries to kill the thing he loves, when the change comes over him. So now you know what I never found the time to say. Sweetheart, put down your flamethrower. You know I always loved you.
Hilarious, sad, and sweet. It wasn't until decades after I first read this that I found out that this wasn't just metaphor, it's pretty much an accurate synopsis of the Roger Corman film of the same name.