there be a reason why bert i. gordon american international cheapies be pay more lip service than the work of ed wood on the now defunct satellite of love represent the man carry the dishonorable title of be one of the most inept director of low budget schlock . but whereas stuff like the amazing colossal man ( a man turn giant by atomic testing ) and begin of the end ( peter graf vs. giant grasshopper ) have a certain charm reflective of the 1950s high concept or low budget brand of sci fi and empire of the ant be a bottom feeder from start to finish and try desperately to capture the low grade magic of a bygone era . the only real merit of ant be it nostalgia value yes and i would watch this a a child and be utterly terrify of those bloodthirsty and radiation grown bugger while year later and the puppet head be shake off camera be less than impressive ( a be gordon excessively shake camera during the attack scene ) and a be the stock footage blow up to make the ant tower over our human protagonist . the exposition scene be painfully awkward and the dialog mostly atrocious and and the performance reflect this ( with dismal result ) . the film be pad out with nonsensical clichés ( the old couple who wander off for no reason while the girl who sprain her ankle while another who get snag on a branch ) and incredible lapse in logic ( why can not our zero see or hear a cluster of ant that be mere foot away . ) and which culminate in a third act that apparently try to wax philosophical in the vein of h. g. well original story ( which i haven not read ) but fall flat on it face . empire of the ant be an interesting epitaph for a genre that have long since pass and but it best possible fate will probably be drunken view at your next house party .