Review of The Creeping Terror

So badly made that a portion of the soundtrack is a nonsensical narration describing the action on the screen! In one scene of dance-hall devastation, you can actually see the person inside this mutated, slithering vacuum-cleaner bag pulling the "helpless", "struggling" (struggling to get inside the "monster") victim into the maw of the amazing whatzit! Check out the nifty folk Hootenanny and sing along with the dorks before they climb into the Dirt Devil from Death Valley and discover that it's really the Kingston Trio taking revenge on the public for their waning career!