...really, really stupid, ugly and bad.
If your idea of a fine ol' cinematic experience is seeing puppety, rubbery, crappy monsters, unfathomably bad acting, and (the biggest horror of this film) a peroxided Andrew Divoff in a caftan, then this movie is for you! Boy, it's got it all! Honestly, much maligned Ed Wood never made a film this wretched. It's got lots of Europeans playing Americans (accents so thick you could cut them with a knife); it's got a lead with the screen presence of moist balsa wood; it's got poor ol' Jeffrey Combs, who really needs to break ties with Brian Yuzna. Combs actually has acting chops and deserves better than to guzzle Divoff's big yellow snake (I'm not being smutty here; the poor guy does just that). Oy, this movie. I can't say it didn't hold my attention, but it was that kind of stunned, "What the hell possessed them (get it?) to make such a lousy movie?"
Where are Mike and The Bots when you need them?
If your idea of a fine ol' cinematic experience is seeing puppety, rubbery, crappy monsters, unfathomably bad acting, and (the biggest horror of this film) a peroxided Andrew Divoff in a caftan, then this movie is for you! Boy, it's got it all! Honestly, much maligned Ed Wood never made a film this wretched. It's got lots of Europeans playing Americans (accents so thick you could cut them with a knife); it's got a lead with the screen presence of moist balsa wood; it's got poor ol' Jeffrey Combs, who really needs to break ties with Brian Yuzna. Combs actually has acting chops and deserves better than to guzzle Divoff's big yellow snake (I'm not being smutty here; the poor guy does just that). Oy, this movie. I can't say it didn't hold my attention, but it was that kind of stunned, "What the hell possessed them (get it?) to make such a lousy movie?"
Where are Mike and The Bots when you need them?