This is a brief experiment, because I don't know if I'm logged in, and if I am, I don't know how I did it. I don't even know how to get onto the site. But if I'm here...
Watched NIGHT OF THE BIG HEAT on a good YT upload (after ISLAND OF TERROR). Of the Fish's three '60s SF cheapies, this is probably the least of them (ISLAND OF TERROR ain't great either, my fave being the still-not-amazing THE EARTH DIES SCREAMING). So NIGHT OF THE BIG HEAT is about... you know what it's about, because you've all seen it.
End of Part 1.
You found my rabbits! The Internet didn't notify me though. So how was I to know? When the Corona beer lockdown arrives, I'll just turn my viewing room into a bar. Stocks are a bit low. Better start panic-buying.
Like when hurricane 'Hortensia' ripped through Vigo and we were forced to stay in the locked down bar until the next day. These things always blow over.
The most remarkable thing about Pip & Jane Baker's lousy script is that everyone would have been fine if they had just stayed in the pub and the aliens would have been destroyed by the rain just the same. Perhaps that is a useful lesson for us all.
I think I'm here. So -
NIGHT OF THE BIG RABBIT (Part 2)
The Fish seemed clearly uninterested in SF. He's more at home with the soapy love triangle (tee hee) than the invasion-by-aliens theme. The SF aspect is very boringly done. The soap is better, with Jane Merrow very fetching as the sweaty slag - perhaps just a shade too "nice girl"-looking. The best performance comes from Sarah Lawson, wearing the same hair as in THE DEVIL RIDES OUT, so they were probably filmed quite close together in time - either that or she just never changed her hair. Patrick Allen sounds remarkably like him out of THE DEVIL RIDES OUT, tee hee. His acting is okay, nothing spectacular. I never noticed before that he looks a bit like Trevor Howard. Did he always look like Trevor Howard, or is it just in this? Sweaty, pinprick-eyed, brown and pished-looking.
Peter Cushing is in it, sitting at the bar. He's in a relaxed mood with his beer, and has a few nice reaction shots. Charming performance, but a very minor role.
Christopher Lee is the star and he is absolutely DREADFUL. I don't know if he was trying to do the Brian Donlevy Quatermass thing, but it just doesn't work for this part. It's just yet another of his poker up the arse roles (as opposed to poke 'er up the arse). Pompous git. And his climactic telling of what's going on, near the end, is destroyed by Fisher's couldn't-care-less-about-SF handling and Lee's barkingly arrogant delivery. He's also funny looking when he runs.
So that's it. Not good, but I watched it all from beginning to end. So that's something I suppose. Oh, those aliens were shit-looking. I wish they hadn't been in the film. Oh, and that ending. Hey Terry, there's only two seconds of film left in the camera. Oh no! Let the rain come on then and bring up "The End" card.
For your next Spanish lesson, read Mike Hodges' enertaining account of the film, plus his interview with Jane Merrow, in that old Spanish edition of that Quatermass magazine. Hodges went on from directing GET CARTER to retiring to Benidorm, where he picked up a bit of pidgin-Spanish - enough to conduct the interview with Miss Bone-Marrow (no, that's ISLAND OF TERROR) in Spanish, in his free time, when he was bored. She must be quite good at the language too. The interview is all in Spanish.