What Bank Holidays Are For
Not for creeping around retail outlets or visiting flower shows, not for four-day-long knee-deep-in-mud rock concerts or dragging reluctant kids to museums, not waiting for British Airways to stop striking so you can spend a long weekend in a country that sees actual sunlight more than four times a year – no, Bank Holidays are for sitting at home and watching truly abysmal old movies, and none come any worse than this, The Giant Claw.
I used to own the film on Super-8, that’s how desperate we were for entertainment before DVD. Nobody ever found this stuff frightening, of course, but that didn’t stop do-gooders telling us that such ‘horror’ would rot our brains. Now, when I look back on magazines like ‘Creepy’, ‘Eerie’ and the EC comics they seem like masterworks compared to stuff like ‘Twilight’. Mind you, watching ‘The Giant Claw’ in a double bill with ‘Not Of This Earth’ (aliens looking like flying lampshades invade Earth, or at least one house) could make your brain fall out.