Here's the 20 page pressbook for Them! And some interesting tidbits from the Wikipedia article on the movie:
Actor James Whitmore wore "lifts" in his shoes to compensate for the height difference between himself and James Arness. It has also been noted that Whitmore employed bits of "business" (hand gestures and motions) during scenes in which he appeared to draw more attention to his character when not speaking.
The Wilhelm scream, created three years earlier for the film Distant Drums, is used during the action sequences: when a sailor aboard the freighter is grabbed by an ant, when James Whitmore's character is caught in an ant's mandibles, and when an overhead wooden beam falls on a soldier in the Los Angeles storm-drain sequence.
The giant ants were constructed and operated by unseen technicians supervised by Ralph Ayers, and were actually purplish-green in color. During the climactic battle sequence in the Los Angeles sewers, there is a brief shot of one ant moving in the foreground with its side removed, revealing its mechanical interior. This blunder has been obscured in the DVD releases of the film. (Wow, I've seen this movie a few times and never noticed. Will be looking next time.)
I would watch the Bomba and Tarzan movies every Sunday on local television, along with Abbott and Costello. The movies aren't great, but always entertaining, and they give you an interesting perspective on how Hollywood (and America) viewed the Dark Continent (Sub-Saharan Africa according to Wikipedia), and its inhabitants through cinema. And boy, I wish I looked that good in a loincloth. I know the term "dark continent" has fallen out of favor, but it best encompasses the artistic leanings and dramatic on-film mindsets of the 1930s through 1950s.
The design of the caterpillar-like creature in The Monster That Challenged the World is on my shortlist of favorite monsters of the 1950s. Although the script resorts to the usual 1950s woman in peril and is totally helpless until the man arrives but he gets into trouble so she screams a lot until more help arrives scenario, it's still a worthy B Movie staple. This pressbook shows the fantastic poster art and fun ballyhoo used for promoting this double bill of "blood-curdling monsters of the age!"
Here are two theater giveaways used for promoting Children Shouldn't Play with Dead Things: a Graveyard Goodies menu and the Interment Insurance Company Policy. They spared no expense in the layout and printing (and I do mean no expense at all by the look of them).
Here's the UK pressbook for Hammer's Fear in the Night, with Peter Cushing, Ralph Bates, Judy Geeson, and Joan Collins. I like Peter Cushing's comment in the Press Features that he wanted to be a cowboy like Tom Mix.
Long time fiend from Zombos' Closet, Tony Rivers, often sighted prowling around the Classic Horror Film Board, strikes once again, with his pressbook scans for Jungle Captive, with Vicky Lane as the Ape Woman. The lobby ballyhoo and poster cut-outs must have been awesome to see.
The UK pressbooks for horror and terror movies are normally so neat and proper, you'd expect a cup of tea being sipped while perusing them. Here's the pressbook for Hammer's Demons of the Mind, filled with depravity, incest, and torture. Have a scone on me.
Having said that the German pressbooks I've seen are usually one big sheet fold-outs, of course I catch this one for 4D Man (1959) tumbling out of the closet. It's one long, narrow sheet that unfolds. Very stylish.
Here's a German pressbook for Frankenstein Must Be Destroyed. The German pressbooks I've seen so far are usually a one sheet fold-out with a splendid scene-rich centerfold. They also include the ad mats on cheap pulp paper to be cut out and used in newspapers.
Oh, those wild beatniks. Wild, wild, wild. Could never get the hang of those bongos, though. Rhythm's just not my bag, man. But I dug the tights the women wore. Slinky and sexy. One of the best horror movies with a beatnik atmosphere is A Bucket of Blood. Sherlock Holmes once quipped about "art in the blood" when discussing Mycroft, but A Bucket of Blood posits blood-in-the-art for a nice kick in the jive. A bucket's worth, more or less.