I remember how much I liked this film when I was a kid, before the curse of discernment set in. (30th Avenue Theater, Portland, Oregon, probably about 1961-62. I'd be 8 or 9). I liked Gloria Talbott in anything (she was on TV a lot), I liked Lon Chaney in everything, and this had a giant guy with a bad face, giant eagles and rats and stuff, and radiation. What's not to like?

That, and I'd draw the big guy's face in school as much as I'd draw old square head Frankie. I guess ya jes' hadta be there...