A local swampdweller shoots a mysterious creature as he trolls through the swamp one day. Later, he turns up dead, his blood drained.
The town goes into hysterics (well, except the game warden, who isn't capable of anything close to hysteria). They immediately begin to attempt to figure out the mystery.
Meanwhile, Liz and her boyfriend Cal go for a romp near the swamp. Unfortunately for them, Liz's long-suffering husband Dave finds them and forces them by gunpoint into the muddy waters. With a change of heart, he lets them go...BUT TOO LATE!!!! THE LEECHES ALREADY HAVE THEM!!!! LOOK THEY ARE PULLING THEM IN WITH THEIR ODDLY HUMAN SHAPED LIMBS OH MY GOD
...sorry, I got excited. Anyway, Dave is arrested under suspicion of killing the lovers, while Doc and Steve the wooden game warden continue their attempts at figuring out the mystery.
4.0 out of 10 (Based on 1 ratings, 
Steve - Ken Clark
Doc - Tyler McVey
Liz - Yvette Vickers
Cal - Michael Emmett
Dave - Bruno VeSota
Sheriff - Gene Roth
Director - Bernard L. Kowalski
Written by - Leo Gordon
Produced by B-Movie maestro Roger Corman, this film doesn't hold up to even his standards of greatness.
The main thing about Corman's work was that despite the shortcomings of the actual movies, they were attempts at serious film, usually with a strong message about humanity and its finer workings.
This? Not so much.
What we get is a goofy tale about some stereotyped hicks who yell about leeches in a swamp for about an hour. People get eaten (well, sucked), float through water, scream at the little plastic-bag-with-human-arms leeches, etc. There is some attempt at a story/message in a hilarious "let's stop the movie for about five minutes and try and come up with some reason why this is happening" scene. I actually laughed the whole time they were talking; something about radiation coming from rocket ships nearby or something. Oh! I get it! The rocket ships shoot nuclear waste into the swamp, killing all the alligators and making the people of the town morons, while the astronauts bring back samples from space, that mutate into plastic bags. I mean leeches. No? Oh well, I tried.
I know this isn't exactly Shakespeare, but Steve is probably one of the worst actors I've seen in the movies listed on the site. He looks at cue cards, is completely monotone the entire movie, and his face is a blank slate. Everyone else is standard B fare, either overdoing it (Sheriff) or underdoing it (Steve's girlfriend).
It's a pretty funny romp through the swamp, but I'm not entirely sure it's worth paying for. It is only about an hour long, so you won't lose too many brain cells while viewing it.
Don't expect any great ending either, the movie just kind of cuts off!
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Produced by B-Movie maestro Roger Corman, this film doesn't hold up to even his standards of greatne ...
Great music - no
Acting - no
Standstill plot exposition scene - yes
Pointless Female Tripping While Running - yes
Leeches sound like wildcats?
Yeah, I'm sure I'd drink too if I were in this movie.
Game Warden Safety Tip #1: If someone is horribly injured, don't help them: instead, grab the safe, screaming girl next to you and watch.
Tea party in the boat?
How many shells does that gun have?
Quit looking at the cue cards!
Damn that's a hairy dude!
Ah, I see...the crack rock must be making his arms itch. He must be the writer!
Spooky smoke from...his butt?
Dave - "Someday I'm gonna give that she-cat the whuppin' she's been askin' fer."
Steve - "Oh, go soak your fat head."
Sheriff - "What was that you said?"
Steve - "I said, go soak your fat head."
Sheriff - "That boy is looking for bad trouble, and he's gonna get it."
Dave - "Shut up! Tuuryampah!"
Liz - "You call yourself a man! You and your muscles Patooey!"
Cal - "Patooey shut up tramp!"
Steve - "If anything goes wrong, yank on the line, I'll be down in a minute."
