This remake of the equally dire (but more influential) 'Cat-women of the Moon' (1953) finds an engineer, his fiancée, and a couple of escaped cons captured (and captivated) by a bevy of leggy moon-maids living under the lunar surface. The film makes little attempt for visual cohesiveness (the V2 rocket used for the takeoff/landing sequences looks nothing like the spaceship shown at the beginning) and the plot makes little or no sense. The science in the fiction is completely inept, with flames burning and sound travelling in the lunar vacuum, the lunar sunlight being hot enough to instantly incinerate a person, and a breathable atmosphere in caverns that are contiguous with the lunar surface. The story, yet another spin on the teen-bait 'sexy space women in need of men' trope makes little sense, the script is dull, predictable and humourless, and the B/C-list cast underwhelming in their generally hackneyed roles (although most of the moon denizens were not likely chosen for their thespian skills). 'Star Trek' fans may recognised the lovely Leslie Parish ("Zeta"), who 10 years later falls for Apollo in the classic TOS episode 'Who Mourns for Adonis?'. Other than the lithic Gumbys that lurk on the lunar surface "Missile to the Moon" is an unnecessary remake that just recycles stock-footage and props from 'Cat-women of the Moon', (including the remarkably unconvincing tarantula) and is not really worth watching by anyone except hard-core sci-fi-schlock fans (admittedly not that rare a breed).
Review of Missile to the Moon
