Gas-s-s-s (or, It Became Necessary to Destroy the World in Order to Save It)

I’m interested in Roger Corman’s director’s cut of this. This is something of a disaster, continued evidence that Corman was simply lost amongst the hippie generation he was trying to take advantage of. It’s hard to judge him as the artist of this piece, though, apparently so cut up by AIP that Corman ended his professional relationship with them afterwards. All we have, though, is the final result, and it’s not good. It’s bad. Deeply unfunny (most of the time, I got a handful of decent chuc...