B movies

I think the primary requirement for a good B movie is that it make no sense. The one we watched last night, “Outside Ozona” qualifies. It involves a diverse assortment of people whose paths cross one night outside Ozona Texas. The two main characters (the ones who don’t die at the end)(except for the parts played by Taj Mahal and Meatloaf who basically died all the way through but survived). The two main characters, the trucker and the Indian girl, met at a filling station. The trucker was headed for El Paso; the girl was taking her Mother to see the Gulf of Mexico in Corpus Christi. The movie ground on and a hundred eighty miles later, they met up again along the highway.

Problem; Ozona Texas is in the middle of the state. El Paso is west, and Corpus Christi is East. They were headed opposite directions. Problem; after all those miles, they approached from opposite directions. Problem. They were traveling on the Interstate but met on a two-lane highway. Problem. Every serial killer opportunity happens at a poorly lit rest stop, or empty highway. Have you ever seen a poorly lit rest stop or an empty interstate? No matter. Rewarding experience. Outside Ozona.

Tonight we’re watching “Inhumanoid”. Corbin Bernson. “A family becomes trapped in space with a cyborg intent on destroying humanity and creating a new breed.” One star.