Too much of everything

Sadly Over-hyped

The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

I didn’t really have many expectations going into the movie (good or bad), but I actually really enjoyed it. I really liked the characters and the banter between them.

Opening w/ the music that blares throughout the film, MESA OF LOST WOMEN unfolds. Said music sounds as if a guitar-playing Sasquatch and a piano-pounding, hammer-handed baboon formed a band. The nonsensical narration is provided by Lyle Talbot (PLAN 9 FROM OUTER SPACE). It seems that mad scientist, Dr. Aranya (Jackie "Uncle Fester" Coogan) is performing unnatural experiments in his hidden laboratory. He's discovered the need for human females to be... improved. Aranya is creating an army of super-women, by merging them w/ spiders! Witness Tarantella (Tandra Quinn), Aranya's mute assistant. Indeed, her arachnid ways aid in her performing the beguiling Tarantella dance! In fact, her writhing -accompanied by the Sasquatch / baboon combo, w/ added bongo drums!- is the best part of this glorious masterpiece! The rest is mostly about a group of people trying to find Aranya's hideout. Far too little spider-women action makes for one talky adventure. All while that impossible music plays on, having nothing to do w/ anything on the screen! Thank god, there's a giant, stuffed spider that bobbles along! In the Limburger-laden annals of hyper-schlock, THIS! IS! LEGEND!... EXTRA POINTS: For Dr. Fester's deadpan delivery!...

MESA OF LOST WOMEN is a legendarily bad B-movie that would make Ed Wood proud. It's a tacky science fiction epic about a mad scientist and his sinister plan for world domination which involves injecting a bevy of women with spider venom in order to turn them into an army of femme fatales. Of course it's up to the good guys to thwart his nefarious plans and restore peace and order to the world.While the plot sounds fantastic, in reality MESA OF LOST WOMEN is pretty disappointing. It raises a few laughs here and there but overall the effect is subdued. One of the reasons for this is the lack of budget which means there are hardly any special effects to enjoy, just endless talk and back-and-forth stuff. Some evil dwarfs are the best the film has to offer. Jackie Coogan has fun in his mad scientist role but this is an example of so-bad-it's-average rather than so-bad-it's-good entertainment.

There is only one reason to watch this really bad film: hunchbacked dwarf John George. George worked in films from the late 'teens to the early 1960s. He had some nice roles in silents but his heavy accent limited him in sound. He usually played news vendors and the like. As such he appeared in many big films: Picture of Dorian Gray, Bride of Frankenstein, The Killing, A Streetcar Named Desire, Around the World in Eighty Days and Ocean's Eleven. In each of these his appearance can be measured in seconds. It's a treat then to see him in Mesa of Lost Women where he gets a number of glowering close-ups. Once you've noticed him you'll see him everywhere: Mark of the Vampire, The Black Room, Tower of London, The Black Cat, Man of a Thousand Faces and so on. Keep looking for him but look fast!

When I first picked this movie I thought the title was MENSA of Lost Women. I thought it was about a group of female scientists and economists who get misdirected on the way to the Nobel Prize ceremony. Boy was I wrong!!!Ha-ha, OK now that I've gotten that out of my system let me review the movie for you. No matter what anyone says, especially the narrator of this film, this movie is primarily about titillation, 1950's style. All the talk about man playing God, or thrills and chills is secondary. The film features scantily clad women who look like they do things, bad things (You know what I mean), and plenty of them. Everything else is built around that. So at the same time you have June Allison and Doris Day warbling around about being good girls, you've got Tarantella here doing her infamous wanton Spider Dance. Does that tell us anything about the 50s? I dunno I'm too lazy to think about it. Anyhow there's this mad scientist (Union Local 757) in the Mexican desert who is injecting human pituitary juice into spiders and turning them into spider/human hybrids. At first you might wonder why it would even occur to anyone to do this, but think about it. The Prof. has an army of indestructible spider-babes who not only obey his every command but who are also probably pretty good at keeping the fly and mosquito population down around the Mesa. It really doesn't make sense NOT to create an army of exotic female spider/human hybrids. A varied group of travelers accidentally runs across the mad scientist, and for dramatic purposes conflict ensues. The doc wants to kill some of them and use the others for experimentation. Now these travelers are some of the most knuckle-headed and unlikable characters ever to trudge across the screen in a z grade movie, yet they still manage to escape from the clutches of a brilliant scientist and his enclave of deadly spider woman, who were bred with the predatory instincts of killer spiders. The highlight of this paean to incompetence is the infamous Spider Dance, performed by the Head Spider Woman, Tarantella, in a little saloon referred to by one of the characters as "a dump!" The actress who plays Tarantella, Tandra Quinn, is a sexy woman and does her best to elicit that angry, lustful yet detached attitude that you know a spider-woman hybrid would have. I'm sure she was trying to deliver an expression that the director was sure a female spider would show if you could see her tiny little face, except with fewer eyes and fangs. Instead of a look of wanton ferocity, Tarantella looked more ticked off, like you just stole her parking space at the mall while she was coming down off a latte bender. The Spider Dance was supposed to be dangerously alluring, which I suppose it would be if you managed to avoid throwing up from the motion sickness it causes. Still, she's an attractive woman and one of the best things about this movie.The real star of the show here though, is the massive ineptitude displayed by everyone involved. You'd almost think this film was produced by a Congressional Committee it's done so poorly. And that's what makes it so watchable. It's just so utterly terrible that you can't take your eyes away. You'll actually marvel at the awkward execution of it all. This movie isn't amateurish. It's the work of professional bunglers.The bottom line is that this is a classic b movie of the "so bad it's good" stable.