FeistyUpper If you don't like this, we can't be friends.

Console best movie i've ever seen.

Intcatinfo A Masterpiece!

Mandeep Tyson The acting in this movie is really good.

jvance-566-20403 This is pretty bad, even for a B-film junkie like myself. The most gruesome part for me was imagining "Liz Baby" coupling up with that husband of hers. Yuck! Maybe by swamp people standards he was prosperous and at least didn't smell like alligator poop.I will note that the scene of the leech lurching up to dine on a conscious but helpless Yvette Vickers did have a certain voyeuristic quality to it, but inter-species eroticism is just a bit too much.The creatures were really bad. Totally unconvincing and simply too anatomically absurd to not notice. And when shot, they voiced their displeasure through via a stock recording of what was evidently a very angry Persian cat. I wonder if they purr when content? I don't like giving these old sci-fi movies really low scores, but this one deserves it.

Eric Stevenson I knew that this would fall into the same problems so many movies made at this time had. It seems like these people would never run out of animals to make giant and attack people. The weirdest thing is probably how these leeches look more like octopi. I mean, I'm fairly certain I see tentacles and suction cups. I guess I know little about leech anatomy, but I don't think that's how they work. It is pretty entertaining to see these goofy characters say all this stupid stuff. They just need to focus more on the actual action and less on these weird people.It's weird how they seem to say that dynamite won't work, even though it eventually does. At least they mention somewhat of a justification where they say nuclear weapons created the leeches. Every victim dies so they're mostly pointless. Only watch it on "Mystery Science Theater 3000". The short length probably works for it. There were just too many of these movies. They're all rather boring and pointless. *

piratecannon It would be tempting to say that Attack of the Giant Leeches is a colossal failure. The funny thing is that if it were released today, it would likely be praised for its campy genius; the way it accurately parodies the 50′s era B-flicks that pitted steely muscle-men against over-sized creatures of just about every kind. But that's just the thing—this is the real deal. And when I say "real," I mean it's really funny.If you don't know what it's about, allow me to fill you in: giant leeches kill stupid people. That's it. Sure, there's a little more to it than that, but it's not worth mentioning (And, I mean, come one: with a title like Attack of the Giant Leeches, are you seeing this because it's analogous to the literary brilliance glimpsed in Hamlet?). One cheesy scene after another documents the hi-jinks of dimwitted adulterers, stubborn wildlife officials, oddly resigned doctors, etc., etc., etc. The transitions between these occurrences are awkward and choppy—just like the acting—and the giant leeches look like men wearing black garbage bags. When we're finally allowed to see how they feed on their victims, it's actually pretty gruesome. They attach themselves to peoples' throats and drain their blood.I do think it's worth mentioning that as idiotic as all of this sounds, writer Leo Gordon actually makes an earnest effort to logically connect one event to the next and, to some measurable degree, at least acknowledge that his audience is not moronic and that this sort of feature is meant only to satisfy our most basic instincts.And that, of course, is to shy away in disgust and laugh while doing it. It was Stephen King who said that he believes "we're all mentally ill." Why else would we spend money to see something this dumb, gross, and—for its time—horrifying? Because, he suggests, there's something appealing about knowing that we're not in this situation. It's a form of affirmation that gives us the chance to feed what he calls "the gators" rolling around in that subterranean area of our brains.Or we could simply say that braving something this hideous is just a lot of fun.

evening1 The first third of this movie is worth watching for the lurid interactions between the sleazy slut played by Yvette Vickers and her wormy lothario."I didn't hurt you, did I?" he murmurs after sex on a blanket sprawled in the Everglades. (Couldn't this creep spring for a motel room?) Moments after hearing Vickers praise his muscles, he's blathering to her gun-wielding husband that she practically raped him! Vickers had an amazing body and pouty face that're used to great effect here. "No no -- please stay away," she tells the rapist-leech approaching her air pocket. She even manages to be sexy after death, in that rowboat. However, it seemed incredibly unimaginative to allow Ms. Vickers' character to die in this flick. (She seems to expire only moments after floating toward the surface.) How interesting it might have been to hear her account of her ordeal! Instead, the movie peters out on a dully anti-climactic note, almost as if Corman had run out of film. Though this flick was too long by half, I wanted more.Intriguingly, Vickers the actress died in a manner B-movie king Corman might have appreciated. Check her out on Wikipedia!