I warn you: if you watch the first forty seconds of this, you will be hooked. Seriously, try it. It’s the epitome of Brilliant Authoritarian Narration from the 50s.
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You know what’s really weird, though? Go about two minutes in and you’ll see this guy:
If that’s not Hank Azaria’s dad, then I don’t know who it is. Wild.
Anyway, I was inspired to seek out another film with a number in the title since last year it was time for The Beast From 20,000 Fathoms. The year before that? The Screaming Skull!
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