Pete Drummond is a makeup artist sent packing by new studio executives who don't like monster movies. His plan is to mix drugs into the makeup so his two teenage stars will obey his commands to murder them. The endless dialog and monologues of Drumond's at the start ruins any of our sympathy for him. It seems the American International Studio walls have been babysitting his delusions of grandeur and vain egotism for 25 years. We begin to think the execs might be right. The Frankenstein in the film he's making resembles a one eyed Cyclops instead. My first impression is the film looked corny when it was new. The part of Drummond was written with Bela Legosi in mind, which would have been much more interesting if Legosi hadn't died. Kids might be entertained by the shallow, silly plot.
Review of How to Make a Monster
