Film

Robinson Crusoe on Mars

Name: Robinson Crusoe on Mars
Genre: Science Fiction, Adventure
Released: 1964
Cast: Paul Mantee, Victor Lundin, Adam West, The Woolly Monkey

A NASA astronaut crash-lands on Mars with nothing but a monkey named Mona and has to invent oxygen, water, food, and eventually company out of red rock and stubbornness. It's Daniel Defoe by way of the Space Race — Death Valley standing in for the Red Planet, matte paintings doing the heavy lifting, and a surprising amount of patience for a genre picture. Slow, earnest, and oddly moving if you meet it on its own terms.

TMDb rating

6.3

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