Remember this, from 1958–The Attack of the 50-Foot Woman? Whaddya mean, you missed it? You must be anti-science.
It does raise a fascinating question, though: where did she buy her bra? Like, you can’t just walk into Wal-Mart and pick up a bra for a 50-foot-tall woman. “I take a 150ZZZ+…” Not to mention the rest of her unmentionables. And her shoes. Shoes would be a real problem.
You’ve done it again, Lee. I do remember this! Seeing it now, it’s hilarious. But back then . . . even science fiction had an innocent quality about it – because it was so fake lol Remember the zippers in Godzilla’s suit 🙂
You mean it isn’t fake anymore?
How can I tell? I can’t see the zippers anymore. Maybe it’s just my eyesight.
What a time in cinema. There was a lot of Sci-Fi cheese back in the late fifties. Obviously fake, but almost always innocent fun. I love those old Godzilla flicks.
I’d suggest that she made all her clothes herself — but where would she get a big enough needle to handle in those huge hands? And there would have to be gazillions of seams to piece sections of standard-width cloth together. What I always wondered about many of these movies, though, was when, where, and how all the outsized or stranded or on-the-run characters ever went to the bathroom.
Actually, I still wonder this way about characters in novels, especially now that I’m taking a diuretic medication for my blood pressure. But I wondered even as a child.
I have to skip my diuretic in case I have to drive anywhere more than half an hour away.
I don’t even want to think about what size a diuretic the 50-foot woman would have to take, if she needed one–and what would happen to the landscape down below.