Missile to the Moon (1958) Pressbook
Other blogs bring you exciting, thrilling, introspective, and evocative movies that will impress for generations. We, however, will have none of that. Instead, we give you movies like Missile to the Moon; which, although jaw-dropping and introspective (as in why am I watching this thing, sort of way), does provide you with a snapshot into the 1950s penchant, blessedly brief as theater fodder, that gives you planets with only women hating men, and the lucky men who land on them. The planets, I mean. From Abbott and Costello Go to Mars (actually they landed on Venus; the planet, that is), Queen of Outer Space (which recycled the costumes from Forbidden Planet), Cat-Women of the Moon, which had slinky-sexy costumes and the women meowing around all slinky-sexy like, and Fire Maidens From Outer Space.
Of course, the women-only society is soon disrupted by internal strife, the women falling head over heels for the men, with the lone hold-out being the aloof, man-hating queen, who must succumb to the upheaval. Yay men! Seriously in-depth studies of the eternal struggle between the genres, and crafty scripting of societal relationships exploring the challenges of the male and female bond are explored of course, making these movies historically important for research into understanding the ongoing issues of political and transgressional actions within our society. –Nah, I’m just kidding you. Leave your cerebellum in your pocket and just watch Missile to the Moon for the goofy pleasure of it all, then roll around the catnip with Cat-Women of the Moon. Better yet, I strongly recommend a booze and choose party with friends and strangers for an all-night marathon, too.
