The situation could not be more commonplace: In his garage, a man
(Charles Lo Manto) works on his car - and as it happens quite frequently
in real life, he cuts his hand. And as men are of course rather allergic
to seeing their own blood, the man has a nervous breakdown ... nothing at
all unusual about this - until his face changes into ... something
unhuman. Could it be that he's ...?
Eventually, the man's wife
(Kelly-Marie Murtha) enters the scene and tries to console him. She looks
perfectly human - but why does she speak in an alien tongue and talk about
the future of their species?
A truly interesting piece of film:
Judging from its outline, coupled with its enjoyably retro monster makeup,
this may seem like your typical pulpy monster/alien invasion flick - and
yet it's a dialogue piece that takes place in one of the most mundane
places of them all, a garage, and (apart from the futuristic closing shot)
it features nothing you'd expect from your typical genre picture.
Additional to that, this movie is not carried by genre-typical spitfire
editing but consists of only a handful of long shots, and it's carried by
it's two (excellent) actors rather than a barrage of special effects
(again, apart from the closing shot, but that's to bring the punchline
across rather than anything else).
A very fine piece of highly unusual
science fiction, actually!