The Last Woman On Earth (1960) starring Anthony Carbone, Betsy Jones-Moreland, and Robert Towne. Directed by Roger Corman.
Evelyn, her husband Harold, and Harold’s lawyer, Martin are vacationing in Puerto Rico. It’s clear from the start Harold is more interested in gambling and trying to make more money, than he is in relaxing and enjoying some quality time away with his wife. The younger, more attractive Martin, on the other hand, is quite interested in Evelyn and she in him. One afternoon the trio decide to go scuba diving, but upon returning to the surface find the air unbreathable and the captain of their boat dead. Using the last of the air in their oxygen tanks, they make it to shore. Slowly the breathable air returns so they can explore the island unencumbered. Everyone is dead.
This film wasn’t what I was expecting or hoping for at all. When I saw Roger Corman was the director, I was all excited it would be something amazing – in an “Attack of the Giant Leeches” kind of way. “The Dunwich Horror” was too much to really expect, but hey, a horror gal can dream.
“The Last Woman On Earth” was neither of these, not even close, and I can’t say I’d call it Horror, either. Nor was it particularly Sci-fi despite the whole end of the world scenario. Maybe we can give it the dramatic-thriller label? In any case, it’s really all about Harold and Martin fighting over the love and affection of Evelyn who can’t seem to make up her mind if her years-old marriage to a man who barely looks at her is preferred to a hot and steamy romp with a younger man.
Entertaining to a point, but not Corman’s best by any stretch of the imagination.