Business and racial conflicts overlap when an eastern investment firm sends black rep Barnstable (Christopher Brooks) out west to see the local Big Daddy about buying his gold and silver mines. Mayor Charles Silverdale (Stuart Lancaster) is absolute monarch of a considerable fiefdom, his little bit pf heaven that he rules with an iron hand, avoiding all intrusions from the outside. When Barnstable suggests "We all must change with the times," Mr. Mayor makes it clear he'll have no further dealings with him, and when he sees him later, enjoying some time on his company's dime at the local street fair, the mayor bluntly tells the black man "A civilized man would have left town by now." But, of course, Barnstable won't be threatened and doesn't leave, so they ready a hangman's noose, organize a vigilante lynch mob and go after him.
Meanwhile, at the local research lab, they've been experimenting on the sorriest stand-in for Godzilla ever seen, the Godmonster, that escapes, interrupting the hanging party's plans and forcing then to settle for just beating Barnstable to a pulp and leaving him to die as they've now got bigger fish, rather, a monster to fry.
The score and script are written like an olde-tyme radio drama, and line deliveries sound like it too, with only awkward attempts at natural visual acting possibilities afforded them by motion pictures. Lots of free extra work done by the good people of Virginia City, NV, at their town fair. Fortunately, Brooks, Lancaster, and Steven Kent Browne as the mayor's infinitely more ruthless henchman all do serviceable jobs, but the lab staff, who shall remain nameless are all completely hopeless as actors, as is this whole mess in general, an over-ambitious undertaking that with a premise, budget and talent like this was obviously doomed from the start