The Monolith Monsters

Synopsis: A strange black meteor crashes near the town of San Angelo and litters the countryside with fragments. When a storm exposes these fragments to water, they grow into skyscraper-sized monoliths which then topple and shatter into thousands of pieces that grow into monoliths themselves and repeat the process. Any humans in the way are crushed or turned into human statues. The citizens of San Angelo desperately try to save themselves and the world from the spreading doom.
Genre: Drama, Horror, Sci-Fi
Director(s): John Sherwood
Production: Universal Pictures
 
IMDB:
6.5
APPROVED
Year:
1957
77 min
36 Views


From time immemorial,

the Earth has been bombarded

by objects from outer space.

Bits and pieces

of the universe,

piercing our atmosphere in

an invasion that never ends.

Meteors, the shooting stars

on which so many

earthly wishes have been born.

Of the thousands

that plummet toward us,

the greater part

are destroyed in a fiery flash

as they strike the layers

of air that encircle us.

Only a small percentage

survives.

Most of these fall into the water,

which covers two-thirds of our world.

But from time to time,

from the beginning of time,

a very few meteors have struck the

crust of the Earth and formed craters.

Craters of all sizes,

sought after and poured over

by scientists of all nations

for the priceless knowledge

buried within them.

In every moment of every day,

they come,

from planets

belonging to stars

whose dying light

is too far away to be seen.

From infinity they come.

Meteors.

Another strange calling card from

the limitless reaches of space.

Its substance unknown,

its secrets unexplored,

the meteor lies dormant

in the night, waiting.

Ben?

Who's that? Mr. Cochrane?

Yeah.

Come on in.

Looking for Dave?

Mmm-hmm.

Haven't seen him around

in a couple of days.

Is everything all right? Sure.

He had to go to Bakersfield, that's

all. He'll be back tomorrow sometime.

Weird, isn't it?

What's it called?

Beats me. I haven't even

figured out what the stuff is.

Where'd it come from?

The old San Angelo Road.

There's a whole flock

of it out there.

Lava, maybe?

No, it's a solid.

You can see strata,

if you look closely.

They must've skipped

this one in college.

Well, either that, or you slept

through one class too many.

Yeah, it'll probably turn out

to be an ordinary aggregate,

something simple

I'm unfamiliar with.

Still, somehow, it just doesn't

seem to belong, you know?

The desert's full of

things that don't belong.

Take the salt flats out there,

used to be an ocean bed.

Now, that ocean knew

that the middle of the desert

was a pretty silly place for it to

be, so it just dried up and went away.

But if it hadn't

been there once,

there wouldn't be

a salt mine out there now.

Without that, there probably

wouldn't even be a town.

Then there's me.

You?

I don't belong here either.

I never did.

San Angelo needs a newspaper like that

desert needs another bucket of sand.

Now, I ask you,

what good is a newspaperman

in a place like this, when nothing

ever happens worth writing about?

Say,

maybe I ought to be a geologist

like you and Dave, huh?

I've been stuck here

among rocks so long,

all I'd need is a refresher

course and I bet I'd be all right.

No, you stick

to your newspaper.

Who knows? Maybe I've just

discovered something new here.

And you can write a

world-shattering article about it.

I doubt if there's

even anything new, Ben.

A few things we haven't understood

yet, but nothing that's really new.

Morning.

Ben.

Hey, Ben.

Hi, this is Dave Miller. Is

Miss Barrett still at school?

She took the kids where?

The desert?

Isn't she afraid they'll roast

out there on a day like this?

No, I'll call her at home.

Thanks.

Ben!

Ben.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

What is this, a field

trip or a riot? Goodness.

That's better.

Now, I want you all

to remember

not to touch anything

that you don't recognize,

and I don't want anyone

wandering too far from the car.

Do you understand?

Mmm-hmm.

Okay, explode.

Find something, Ginny?

Lizards.

Do they live there

together, Miss Barrett?

Well, why don't you ask them?

Maybe they're husband and wife.

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