I can scarcely be alone in thinking that Ed Wood's Plan 9 from Outer Space is a fun movie to watch, not just because it's ineptly made. the film does have some approximation to a genuinely engaging sci-fi, alien-visitation narrative. you can sort of imagine "The Twilight Zone" taking a swing at polishing up the more serious parts of Ed Wood's script and making a decent episode from it.
they'd probably have to ditch the "resurrection of the dead" angle. the aliens don't seem to get a heck of a lot of use from the tiny handful of corpses they resurrect. maybe they should have gone with Plan Eight.
there's no heroes in Plan 9, except maybe for Bunny Breckinridge. the aliens are clumsy authoritarians, and Dudley Manlove's Eros (gawd what a phrase to type) is a petulant bully. sure he says he's trying to save the Universe from "the solarbenite bomb" that he's convinced Earth is about to invent—btw let's be honest here, if some tech CEO thought there was even the tiniest chance of figuring out how to explode sunlight, they'd be working on it right now. but that seems like a convenient pretext for an invasion they're already keen on. but on the other side you've got the humans: a handful of blundering cops, army officers, and Gregory Walcott as an airline pilot and ex-Marine who deals with alien "first contact" by punching the aliens in the face. the brutish, bellicose humans "win" against the bungling alien conquerors, but it scarcely feels like a victory; one gets the sense that Earth isn't exactly worth the trouble of sending a competent alien invader.
one of the most astonishing throwaway lines is a famously stilted one: "Then they attacked a town. A small town, I'll admit, but nevertheless a town of people, people who died." So the aliens actually wiped out a town—and the "higher echelons" suppressed the news! there are so many different flying-saucer incidents mentioned in Plan 9, by the way, as to give the impression that Earth is subjected to a constant rain of saucer visitations.
would that it were true, huh? I went through a period of curiosity about UFOs in my youth, and wishful thinking about the possible frequency of alien visitations, but these days it's difficult to be anything but sceptical. there's so many eyes and cameras pointed skyward at all times these days; we track "near Earth objects" that are mere meters across. it's tough to imagine any significantly-sized alien vessel slipping through that sort of surveillance. oh, you can always postulate sufficiently advanced technology—cloaked ships, maybe, or extradimensional travel. but that's not far different from invoking a miracle.
well, perhaps we need a miracle. Calling Occupants of Interplanetary Craft—we would like to make a contact with you. baby.
~Chara of Pnictogen