John T. Neville
First posted in a
different form on
September 9, 2011
I pick each movie I review on this site with the same thoughtful, considered method. It’s called “It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
Sometimes it works nicely. Sometimes it bites me in the butt. And Sometimes it takes a giant bat and beats me over the head, screaming “WHY WON’T YOU LEARN? WHY WON’T YOU LEARN?”
In short, I gotta find a new system.
In this particular case I picked The Flying Serpent for one reason and one reason only: Quetzalcoatl. I’ve been a big fan of his since watching the classic (CLASSIC I TELL YOU!) giant monster movie Q (1982). The chance to see him in an earlier performance? Why, I couldn’t pass that up.
Maybe I should have. Might have had more fun that way.
A couple of things about The Flying Serpent. It is benefited by the presence of one George Zucco, an undeservedly less Horror Giant in comparison to Karloff and Lugosi. While not one of his better outings, it’s always good to see him.
Speaking of Lugosi, this is an unofficial remake of the second greatest Dracula’s The Devil Bat (1940). Six years existed between this two films. So the next time you hear something about Hollywood no longer having any creativity, you can point and laugh.
Cause Hollywood never had much creativity to begin with.
In any case, let’s pay the city of San Juan, New Mexico a visit, shall we, and see a man about a plumed serpent.