I had thought that this black-and-white film, shot on a shoestring in 1966 in the "wilds" of northern New Jersey (and starring your reporter in a minor role as a 26-year-old "truckman" or film van driver), had been lost to history, until I saw it for sale in one of those megamovie catalogs which occasionally grace my mailbox. Naturally I ordered a copy, not only to prove to my friends that I once was young, but also to recapture the exciting tension between the hero, Captain Celluloid, and his archenemy The Master Duper (and assorted nefarious henchmen known as the League of Film Pirates). The Duper's plan was to hijack shipments of classic films (e.g., the uncut "Greed") on their way from private vaults to museums, duplicate them, and sell them to panting film buffs the world over. Our film was shot as a serial (in four consecutive episodes, each ending in a "cliffhanger" for Captain Celluloid) and the whole thing lasted less than an hour. I think we hoped at the time that theaters would go for a revival of the serial genre, but tastes in the mid-60s ran more to "Bonanza", and as far as I know we never were commercially released, certainly not on a wide scale. Nevertheless, the fight scenes between the two protagonists remain as exciting as the mid-level Republic efforts, and we mostly did it for free on our days off from our various jobs in NYC. My review title sums it up, at least for me. Still, we had fun, we were actually making movies, and watch out for that hypnotic ray---it paralyzed me every time!