Film

Master of the World

Name: Master of the World
Genre: Science Fiction, Adventure
Released: 1961
Cast: Vincent Price, Charles Bronson, Mary Webster, Henry Hull, David Frankham

Science fiction

Vincent Price as a visionary madman commanding an airship designed to enforce world peace through strategic bombing. This Jules Verne adaptation is a wind-up-toy spectacle of Sixties sci-fi ambition: bright colours, impossible machines, and Price's theatrical villainy. A showcase for practical effects ingenuity and one man's committed lunacy. Pure adventure-serial energy.

TMDb rating

3.0

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