...given the original meaning of 'damn, I hate it when I'm right', Professor Benson...the lead scientist and mathematician on an island-based astronomical site...just can't seem to catch a break, with regards to respect. Despite a world-wide recognized brilliance and years of in-depth experience, not to mention an eccentric sense of flamboyant grandiose, the professor's outrageously rendered theories seem to always get shot down, only to get backing by his embarrassed accusers, when his theories and hypotheses prove to be correct. They lambasted the professor's outlandish suggestion that the speedily looming rogue planetoid...dubbed 'the Outsider'...first observed from a manned Martian outpost, and unanimously claimed to collide disastrously with the Earth, would in fact, merely brush the outer atmosphere; when the strayed planetoid quite literally stops in it's tracks, just short of hitting the atmosphere, and assumes a semblance of an orbit around the Earth, the professor's contractors abruptly back down and praise his keen insight. Diverted and juxtapositioned astronauts, scientists & military representatives, from both the Martian post, as well as Earthbound stations, then all converge upon, and connect with those on the island, to help study the phenomenon. Convinced that the 'outsider' is controlled by a possibly hostile alien intelligence, the professor vainly attempts to convince his scientific peers that the witnessed phenomenon might well prove disastrous to the Earth, and the planetoid should be destroyed; instead, the curious powers-that-be decide to investigate & study the clearly suspicious rogue space body, orbiting the Earth. When exploratory ships, sent to the planetoid, are viciously destroyed by emerging saucer-like spaceships, the embarrassed scientific counsel again calls upon Professor Benson's once-disgarded, now-considered theories and expertise...especially when the planetary 'outsider' begins to inch closer to the Earth, disrupting and twisting natural weather conditions into cataclysmic world-wide disaster, which may well spell an apocalyptic end to the Earth...that is, unless something can be done to stop the looming destruction, once and for all...
...despite being a little wordy and melodramatic (...a side story, involving two fellow scientists on the island, smitten with each other...and a third female scientist...definitely jealous...always trying to butt in on the ideal pairing, gets a bit distracting, at times), "Battle of the Worlds" comes off as surprisingly compelling, logical and intelligent...at least, more so than most science fiction schlock, which had come out, at this time. The best moments in the film clearly lie in both the special effects rendering (...cheesy to look at, in the onset, but respectably realistic, in the sense that the filmmakers clearly did the best they could, with the budget they were shackled with), as well as Claude Rains' performance as the eccentric and quite mad, cigar-chomping Professor Benson; one of his last excursions into the genre of the fantastique...before his passing, four years later...Claude, holding absolutely nothing back, exuded himself herein, in a deliciously over-the-top, influctuatingly 'r'-rolling bravura performance, not actually that far removed from the similar and gleefully maddening characterization, which he exhibited, in his earliest role in the genre...that being the mad, arrogant & power-drunken, bandaged-faced, translucent scientist, in 1933's "The Invisible Man". An interesting note, with this film: it's the first film within the sci-fi meld, which explores the idea of music being used against, or used to communicate with, the alien protagonists...an idea further used, metaphysically in 1977's "Close Encounters of the Third Kind", and to an outlandishly farcical sense, the hilarious 1996 Tim Burton-produced, bubble-gum-card-themed sci-fi/comedy outing, "Mars Attacks", amongst others...
...without a doubt, a relishable classic amongst it's assorted genre peers, in that comfortably rainy, lazy 'Saturday afternoon at the matinee' and/or 'TV creature features' sort of meld...and good ol' Cheezy Flicks emphasizes that nostalgic spirit even further, with their typical cache of trailers and concession/intermission ads, included herein...once again, making a great, 'cheesy' genre classic, even better...
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