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Actors gotta work, actors gotta eat.

Even Academy Award Winners gotta put food on the table.

I assume this is what Dean Jagger (Best Supporting Actor, 1949, “Twelve O’Clock High”) was thinking when he signed on the dotted line for “X The Unknown” and ended up battling radioactive Jello pudding.

There’s a Bill Cosby joke in there somewhere, but I am afraid to make it.

When it comes to disaster movies, you tend to think of something Irwin Allen did in the 1970’s.

The Towering Inferno! A movie about a burning building that wants to kill you. The Poseidon Adventure! A movie about a sinking ship that wants to kill you.

Every time you turn around, something is trying to kill you.
In this movie, it’s giant rocks.

“The Monolith Monsters”!
Giant rocks that want to kill you!

Sometimes, a vampire just wants to relax.

But in this teen-filled vampire movie from 1958, “The Return of Dracula” – Dracula – the King of All Vampires, The Lord of Darkness, Vlad the Impaler, decides to retire.

He leaves the moderate climate of Europe and, for some reason, settles down in a little podunk town in California with your Nana, your annoying little brother and your sullen teenage boyfriend.

Before John F. Kennedy double dog dared us, going to the moon was something we just dreamed about.

In “Cat Women of the Moon”, man (and woman) finally makes it to the moon and finds a dying race of leotard clad beatnik feminists bent on invading Earth and conquering everyone through seduction, mind control and teleportation.

Bonus points for interpretive dance and jazz flute music.

California!

Land of sunshine, beaches and pretty girls!
Every time you turn around, Brian Wilson was writing and singing a song about this place.

Now, we all know that staying out in the sun too long can be bad. Anything from awkward looking tan lines to cancerous melanoma can ruin your day.

The only thing worse would be turning into a murderous Sun Demon, getting all mopey and having your girl break up with you.

You know what sucks?

Being on your honeymoon with a man you nursed back to health and have him leave you, stranded and alone on the train.

What sucks even WORSE is finding out that he’s been turned into an alligator.

In this gem from 1959, we have Beverly Garland as a new bride looking for her runaway husband. She finds him, and more alligator filled swamp adventures than she bargained for.