Hand of Death

No lost classic nor particularly notable turkey, but John Agar as a big burnt raisin shuffling around town combustifyin' the citizenry to that space-ace bachelor-pad soundtrack sticks in the mind.

Actually fired this up expecting a Jackie Chan film, but its an old B sci-fi with a similar English title. As far as they go, it was pretty good, the main thing is its not boring - as many of its contemporaries can be - with quick pace and short runtime. It's also just kind of subtley demented, in tone and in most of the acting, which also adds intrigue.

This one starts out seeming like it'll be another lab-centered thing with Agar; fortunately Dunne provides some much-needed comedy (and humanity) during that segment. But then Agar's head turns into a giant chocolate-chip muffin and he runs amok, commandeering a cab and encountering a preteen Eddie Munster (who unfortunately they couldn't afford to have talk), while his girlfriend smokes about 5 packs of cigarettes waiting. There is also an intriguingly goofy beatnik roller-rink soundtrack.