High atop the icy mountain peaks, the tentacled terror awaits you. Given the circumstances, there isn't much time to descend the face of that terrible cliff. But, you do have an hour or two to spare for a breath of fresh air known as 1958's The Crawling Eye. Avalanches are the least of your worries as you survive the harsh conditions of movie background, the crawling fly, the return of British evil, tacky Americana, Jason's type of guy, the Germans and their twisted naughty films, the NEW chosen land, pseudoscientific quackery, another out-of-the-blue Bond rant, eugenics, and other radioactive freaks of nature. That's right. Nasty business. Very nasty. -- www.terrortransmission.com -- www.purgingtalon.com