Read this: The battle over the infamous cult classic Manos: The Hands of Fate

“J.R.R. Tolkien’s kid catches shit, but he just wants to protect his father’s work. Same thing.” So says Joe Warren, whose father, Hal Warren, directed what many people consider to be among the worst films of all time. Shot in 1966 for a miniscule $19,000 in the badlands outside of El Paso, Manos: The Hands Of Fate tells the tale of a vacationing family who find themselves at the mercy of a polygamous pagan cult led by a robe-wearing megalomaniac called the Master and his satyr-like sidekick, Torgo. The film was an utter bomb in ’66 and disappeared after a brief run on the drive-in circuit, only to resurface in a big way in 1993, eight years after Hal Warren’s death, when it was used as cannon fodder in one of the most infamous and beloved episodes of Comedy Central’s Mystery Science Theater 3000. Host Joel Hodgson and his robot pals were grimly fascinated by Torgo’s oversized knees, the nonsensical plot, the horrendous dubbing, the asleep-at-the-switch editing, and the fact that “every frame of this movie looks like someone’s last-known photograph.” For years, the film was only available in a dingy public domain print, until an original negative was discovered by a collector. This, somehow, led to an improbably bitter mini-war over Manos, which has now been detailed by Jake Rossen in a Playboy article entitled “The Battle Over The Worst Movie Ever.”