The Blob

Poster tagline: INDESCRIBABLE! INDESTRUCTIBLE! NOTHING CAN STOP IT! An entertaining sci-fi horror flick whose greatest strength is the fact that it was filmed in such a light-hearted way that balances out the wannabe scary moments when the alien slime sticks to the skin of the poor human victims and gradually consumes them. Further playing to the film is the fact that the dialogue is quite witty and snappy, the actors, led by budding charismatic Steve McQueen (playing a juvenile delinquent at 29), are also not to be dismissed, and colour wasn't exactly standard at the time either. The attack of the red slime on the cinema, or the pub, surpasses the special effects standards of the time (for low-budget productions, that is); in short, this piece, even nowadays replayed on overseas TV stations, remains quite fresh. (12/26/2012)

This is pretty bad. A minimum of scenes with slime and those that there are have dime-store special effects. There is not a single shot in the film with slime and a human at the same time. Always just a shot of slime stuck on a ridiculous dummy and then a shot of the actors screaming or running away. But the worst thing about The Blob is the seriously intended but terrible dialogue! As the group wanders through the woods, they hear a dog barking in the distance, “Did you hear that! There must be a house nearby! No, that wasn't a house; it was a dog!” (03/31/2003)

A sympathetically stupid affair that cruelly fails due to the main attraction announced by the title. In contrast to other B-movies of the time, the hungry gelatin gave way to amorous gossiping and police self-inquiry. The hunched Steve, who is supposed to be here as a dandy who is ten years younger, doesn't really matter. What bothers me the most is that in the final absolution, it's not desperately stupid enough to be loveable. (11/06/2009)

Monstrous bullshit where some goo gets a word only after all those senseless dialogues that must be the product of a conversation between Rosamund Pilcher and a mad teenager. It doesn't get bogged down in shabby twists and turns, and the script goes for broke, so it doesn't really offend, but nor does it deliver any pleasant surprises. Why the hell does it focus so much on conflicts of parental trust and teenage rebellion a-la Rebel Without a Cause, when it's supposed to be (and could have been) a entertaining B-movie with a unique monster? Jack Arnold was only one… (10/09/2018)