Ever get that gassy feeling?
On top of Strange Invaders (1983) comes Invisible Invaders (1959)! A terribly, terribly earnest movie concerning a nuclear scientist who has just quit a commission on nuclear weapons in disgust, and is faced with the corpse of another scientist who delivers an ultimatum that the Earth must surrender to the invisible (and asthmatic) invaders from outer space who have conquered the rest of the Universe. This was probably conceived as a high tension thriller, with the scientist, his daughter, another scientist, and an Air Force representative ensconced in a bunker while they listen to the world falling apart around them, where they become the world’s only hope to roll back the invaders.
Sadly for them, they are beset by a veritable host of zombies, logic errors and aesthetic errors, including “If they can inhabit dead bodies by literally slipping into them, why can’t they just walk through walls?”, and, “Isn’t that a bit gross?”, and, “If you’ve taken over the Universe, then why do you want us to surrender? Why don’t you kick our asses and be done with it?”
Surely an MST3K candidate of high standing, we laughed our way through most of it, although the consistently adequate-to-good acting was certainly soberly appreciated. As I’ve just acquired the second head cold of the season, this was more appreciated than it might have been otherwise. If you watch, make sure you do it with friends or family who have an aesthetic appreciation of snark.
