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With a title like this, who needs a review, right?

I picked this little goodie up for 3.99 at Blockbuster. It hasn't been sitting around as long as some of my other acquisitions, but since it was made in 1958, it fits into our mini 50's sci-fi festival.

Mr. About to be Married goes out for a few drinks with his buds the night before the big day. On the way home, he manages to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and a big mean old ugly alien decides to take over his body.



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The wedding takes place, and even though the groom seems strangely devoid of emotion, a year of wedded bliss goes by....when suddenly the bride is all bummed out because she can't get knocked up.

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Guess alien sperm + human egg = noncompatible life. But no worries, Hubby actually is not alone on this planet and has a few other male companions who all also happen to have been possessed by aliens. His alien buds assure him that 'scientists back home' are working diligently on chromosome compatibility.

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Seems we have the timeless story of an alien race on a dying planet just trying to make a home for themselves. Their sun is burning up or something. And they have no women or something. So they need ours. To make their alien babies.

The story isn't anything too original, but it's typical of other 50's sci-fi fare, short, sweet, and to the point. Good film for a rainy Saturday afternoon.