Bursting from clouds of sulfuric acid on the planet Venus and crashing into the sea by a small Sicilian town, the first U.S. rocket returns carrying deadly cargo -- a Venusian monster that grows in size exponentially overnight. It's the kind of monster movie that ran a muck in 1950s cineplexes and drive-ins, along side Them!, The Blob, Invaders from Mars, and War of the Worlds. And while the '50s sci-fi cheese is at an all time high, 20 Million Miles to Earth retains a bit of truth in foreign U.S. influence, the horrors crossing scientific boundaries and animal rights.
Luckily for Earth and its inhabitants, Col. Robert Calder has survived the spaceship crash and has recovered enough to stop the Venusian monster before it grows large enough to hurt any civilians as it heads toward Rome for some sightseeing and destruction. After failed capture attempts and similarly ill-fated gunshots and flamethrower bursts -- a '50s favorite -- the Venusian monster inevitably arrives in Rome to terrorize the locals and fight an escaped zoo elephant before meeting its predictable demise. As with much of the sci-fi horror from the '50s, the plot hinges on man's technological advancements and the fears of overstepping our natural realm. Although that's mildly entertaining (in retrospect), even better is the foreign politics of the U.S. as the monster wreaks havoc in Italy. From a little boy brandishing a "real Texas hat" whose dream is to become an American cowboy to the conflict between the American colonel and the local Italian officials, it's a looking-glass back to a time when America thought it had all the answers. Looking back on that mentality and then looking at where America stands now in world politics, it's funny to see how things haven't changed in the minds of Americans; we still brought the creature back from Venus in the first place.
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