Hellen I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

LastingAware The greatest movie ever!

Cassandra Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

Dana An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

Kirpianuscus ...or as refuge after the development of special effects. because it is part of a long serie of huge ants and tarantulas, Godzilla and King Kongs, monsters and ghosts and it gives the old fashion of fake realism, real useful after a contemporary blockbuster. it is a nice film and the motif is simple - it represents a travel in past. a plesant one because the flavor of fairy tale is still fresh. because the fear is not different by the fear from childhood about dark characters. and this is the most significant thing. so, for nostalgics. and not only.

JLRVancouver "The Giant Claw" is an adorably horrible monster movie featuring a silly plot, inept script, pedestrian acting, and the most endearingly ridiculous monster ever to threaten mankind. Stories abound about disappearing budgets, Mexican puppet makers, Jeff Morrow slinking out of the theatre when he first saw his feathered antagonist, etc., all of which elevate the movie to the rarified status of one of the "Worst Movies Ever". This is, of course, nonsense, as most people would not bother to finish the "Worst Movie Ever"; whereas, people watch "The Giant Claw" (and its ilk) over and over again. I'd bet in 50 years people will still be snickering over the anti-matter space buzzard when, for example, "Star Trek: Beyond" doesn't even make it into trivia contests. How do you rate a movie that is awful by any measure but yet makes the world a better, or at least a more whimsical, place simply by existing? Metaphorically, HAL would give it a 0, Dave would give it a 10, so I'll split the difference and give it a 5.

Leofwine_draca As far as totally inept monster movies go, this has to be one of the best - or, indeed, worst, depending on your taste. Packed with wooden actors, actresses who have little to do apart from scream, and more false science than you can shake a stick at, THE GIANT CLAW will go down in history as one of the best "bad" movies ever made. And it's all down to one thing - the monster itself.To get an idea of how rubbish the monster in this film is, you have to realise that even audiences IN THE '50S laughed it off screen when it appeared. It's supposed to be a giant bird, complete with nasty-looking teeth (?), but in fact it's a gigantic, stiff-moving PUPPET, held up with obvious strings. The bird has a ridiculously rubbery long neck which bobbles about all over the place and makes laughable squawks when it tries to be threatening. Beady eyes roll back and forth in the creature's eye sockets as it jerks through the sky and some wise guy also gave it a tuft of hair to make it look even more stupid.When the big bird isn't going after plastic model aeroplanes in the sky, it's wrecking cities, achieved with copious usage of stock footage. Think that music sounds familiar? It is. Luckily for us, slick hero Jeff Morrow is on the case and thankfully thinks up a solution to destroy the indestructible menace - bombard the creature with atomic rays which will destroy its anti-matter force field and thus allow the army to shoot it from the sky! Pretty Mara Corday is the female assistant who doesn't really do much but it gives the sleazy Morrow somebody to romance. Also popping up are some stuffy military generals (like you couldn't have guessed), some obnoxious teenagers who taunt our hero with cries of "daddy-o!" (!) and even a comedy Frenchman.Thankfully, clocking in at 72 minutes, it's only a short film, any longer and I don't think I'd have been able to cope. Want to see a giant turkey - far worse than any of those Japanese rubber creations - destroy a few model cars/trains/planes? Want to see a boring climax which is all build-up and about two minutes of action? Want to see something just so BAD that somehow it becomes good, in a way? Then see THE GIANT CLAW!

Robert J. Maxwell Near the beginning, the airplane in which hero Jeff Morrow and heroine Mara Corday are flying is forced down in the Canadian wilderness by some sort of UFO imperceptible to radar. They hole up in the cabin belonging to the heavily accented but affable Pierre Broussard, who gives them glasses of homemade applejack while they recover from the shock of the crash landing. The telephone rings. "Oui, this is the house of Pierre Broussard." A pause while the caller asks for Jeff Morrow. And the very French Pierre Broussard replies, "Ein moment," in German.I didn't mind. It was already clear that not too much directorial attention would be lavished on this story of still another flying monster appearing out of nowhere and bumping into airplanes and driving people crazy before eating them. If you want to see an outstanding spoof of the genre, try to catch "Q", with Michael Moriarty.The special effects could have been done by a child, but this is 1957 and it's Columbia Pictures with the stingy Harry Cohn in charge. One kind of airplane in flight may suddenly change to a different type. Footage is clipped shamelessly from earlier movies. When the monster eats someone, there is a crunch, as of a potato chip. Yet it's not that cheap a picture. There are several sets that are adequately done and enough extras around when they're needed. The dialog is straight-jacketed by the formula but it still shows a bit of originality, probably when the writers managed to slip it past the eyes of Cohn. Morrow even gets to paraphrase Shakespeare -- "Love sought is good, but given unsought is better." It's from "Twelfth Night" and not an old chestnut.Of course the UFO is a giant bird that attacks one airplane after another. Morrow plots out the attacks on a map but nobody sees any kind of pattern until he traces a spiral -- the bird knows Fibonacci numbers! And why shouldn't it? After all, the thing may be a bird but it's from outer space, and maybe we've been misapplying the term "bird brain" all along. I have a friend who holds deep conversations with his parrot, but the damned bird is a mind/body dualist and my friend is a logical positivist, so the parrot is more of an irritation than anything else. They argue so loudly and so frequently that it disturbs the neighbors.Soon enough, Morrow and Corday are working with the military, trying to figure out how this rubber chicken -- made of anti-matter -- could have gotten here and why. It seems to "absorb energy from whatever it destroys, buildings, people." How? "Sort of a molecular osmosis." It's finally destroyed with "mesic atoms" after Morrow discovers a way to make them last more than a few nanoseconds.It was a relief to see the thing flung into a tank of water by some guy off screen, not only because it saved the earth but because it saved the sanity of so many viewers.