ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED 12/12/09
There are certain movies that never turned up on my local monster chiller horror science fiction theater show when I was a kid, for no adequately explained reason. Certainly it wasn’t because films like “Destination Moon” and “Planet of the Apes” were A-pictures. Clearly they weren’t. Sometimes I think that it might have been that some of these movies were simply too new to be on the show - films like “Omega Man” (1971) or “Colossus: The Forbin Project” (1970), but then I remember that stinkers like “Lifepod” (1980) made it on to the show regularly, so clearly date couldn’t have been a problem. Is it a matter of prestige, then, that kept some movies out of rotation? Does something like that even matter when the movies are being used as filler in between host segments filmed on location at a local used car dealership in 1978? Probably not. I never figured it out.
For whatever reason, “Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea” was one such movie that never, ever, ended up on Saturday morning TV in my childhood. This annoyed me to no end, since I discovered the series spun off from it when I was about ten or eleven, and was eager to see the movie, but to no avail: they just never ran the darn thing, even though they regularly ran SF sub movies like “The Atomic Submarine” (1959). Go figure. I was well into my teens before I finally saw the film.
PLAY BY PLAY
In The Not Too Distant Future (As seen from 1961), Frankie Avalon is singing what is truly one of the treacliest, most inappropriately placed, ill-conceived love songs of all time:
Come with me
To the sea
And we’ll find love
On our voyage
To the bottom of the sea.
Unbelievable, inconceivable,
What a triumph it will be!
And we’ll be the first
Yes the very first
To live such a brave new dream
There we’ll be
Lost and free
And we’ll find love
At the bottom
Of the sea.
Ordinarily, I wouldn’t take time out to single out a song on the soundtrack, but really this is the most hysterically out-of-place song of all time, and his teenybopper croon is totally unsuited for what’s basically a pulse-pounding adventure story. That’s not even mentioning how stupid the damn thing sounds, or the fact that they rhymed “Be” and “Dream” or (Even worse) “First” with “First.” And don’t even get me started on those cloying “Come with me/Come with me” backing vocals. Seriously, this is just unbelievably awful. You’ve really got to hear it to believe it:
Fortunately the submarine Seaview surfaces and puts and end to it after about two minutes or so, amidst the normal newspapers that fly at the screen with expository headlines (“Super Sub Seaview on trials beneath the north pole”, “Experimentelles U-boot auf der Jungfernfahrt”, “Je fais loger un sous-marin de jouet dans mon rectum et ne peux pas le sortir”, and so on) From here we see a newscaster on TV explaining that the sub is the latest brainchild of the “Always controversial” Admiral Harriman Nelson, “one of the foremost scientific minds of our age.” Nelson himself is watching the newscast on TV in the sub’s control room, and turns it off in some embarrassment, then goes below decks to meet his VIPs: A retired Vice Admiral, washed up Academy Award winner Joan Fontaine, and Floyd the Barber (Walter Baldwin), who’s playing a senator this time out. All these fine folks are on a factfinding mission for the government, and are visiting the sub for the duration of her arctic shakedown voyage.
We’re treated to a looooooong series of info-dumps as Admiral Nelson (Walter Pigeon) gives them a tour of the major sets, and explains what everything is for the benefit of the maiden aunts in the audience who really don’t understand what’s going on, and are already confused ten minutes into the film. Despite all the un-funny scenes of forced comedic condescension to Floyd the Senator, there’s one genuinely mirthful one, and then we meet up with Barbara Eden and Frankie Avalon in the mess hall, where she’s inexplicably dancing in full-on ‘shake yer ass, baby” mode while he’s equally inexplicably playing the trumpet. Embarrassed in front of the barber/senator, Nelson dresses them all down, and takes them away while Captain Craine (Robert Sterling) says behind to chew out Eden, who explains that she was just showing the crew how she’ll dance at her wedding. Then, making a mockery of the Uniform Military Code of Justice, the two of them start



>>I'm under the impression that a ship of any shape can fly just fine once it's out of the gravity well.<<
Anything can *float.* Flying is different. Float a toy boat in your tub or pool or whatever. Let's say this is the boat:
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If you put your finger at the stern (O) and push forward (Towards A) everything works fine. If you put your finger at A, however, and push at a right angle, the boat won't move evenly, it'll spin. The same if you try pushing at a right angle at N. If, however, you push at G, the thing will move more-or-less without twisting or turning 'cuz G is centered. Likewise, you can put your finger *under* The boat and lift it up at G without it falling over because it's balanced for the same reason. Or push it down. That's the Center of Gravity. Conversely, if you try to pick it up out of the water at any other point, it'll just fall over. It's got nothing to do with wind resistance or whatever.
Get it?
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