Fluido Mortal

Bastante mau. Poucas cenas com o muco e, quando aparecem, são com efeitos de 30 cêntimos. Não há uma única cena no filme com o muco e um humano ao mesmo tempo. Há sempre uma cena de muco colado num boneco ridículo e depois uma cena dos atores a gritar ou a fugir. Mas o pior de Fluido Mortal são os diálogos sérios, mas terríveis! Enquanto o grupo vagueia pelo bosque, ouve-se um cão a ladrar ao longe: «Ouviram isto?! Deve haver uma casa algures por aqui! Não, não era uma casa, era um cão!"» (01/04/2003)

A sympathetically stupid affair that cruelly fails due to the main attraction announced by the title. In contrast to other B-movies of the time, the hungry gelatin gave way to amorous gossiping and police self-inquiry. The hunched Steve, who is supposed to be here as a dandy who is ten years younger, doesn't really matter. What bothers me the most is that in the final absolution, it's not desperately stupid enough to be loveable. (07/11/2009)

Monstrous bullshit where some goo gets a word only after all those senseless dialogues that must be the product of a conversation between Rosamund Pilcher and a mad teenager. It doesn't get bogged down in shabby twists and turns, and the script goes for broke, so it doesn't really offend, but nor does it deliver any pleasant surprises. Why the hell does it focus so much on conflicts of parental trust and teenage rebellion a-la Rebel Without a Cause, when it's supposed to be (and could have been) a entertaining B-movie with a unique monster? Jack Arnold was only one… (10/10/2018)

Poster tagline: INDESCRIBABLE! INDESTRUCTIBLE! NOTHING CAN STOP IT! An entertaining sci-fi horror flick whose greatest strength is the fact that it was filmed in such a light-hearted way that balances out the wannabe scary moments when the alien slime sticks to the skin of the poor human victims and gradually consumes them. Further playing to the film is the fact that the dialogue is quite witty and snappy, the actors, led by budding charismatic Steve McQueen (playing a juvenile delinquent at 29), are also not to be dismissed, and colour wasn't exactly standard at the time either. The attack of the red slime on the cinema, or the pub, surpasses the special effects standards of the time (for low-budget productions, that is); in short, this piece, even nowadays replayed on overseas TV stations, remains quite fresh. (26/12/2012)