2032. The desperate crew of a small space shuttle find themselves being terrorized by a lethal and slimy alien.
Boy, does this hilariously horrendous honey possess all the right wrong stuff to rate as a real four-star stinkeroonie: Clunky (mis)direction by Lance Lindsay (who also wrote the asinine script), terrible acting by a lame no-name cast, lots of gross goo, rinky-dink (not so) special effects, a meandering narrative that unfolds at a plodding pace, cheap sets (the space station looks suspiciously like a shopping mall!), one-note cardboard characters who include a hysterical blonde bimbo and a token obnoxiously hip expendable black dude, tacky gore, a gloriously ludicrous sentimental ending in which the heretofore hostile extraterrestrial suddenly becomes benign and apologizes to the two survivors for its previous violent actions (!), and a hideously sappy synth pop song called "Crystal of a Star" sung by Stefanianna Christopherson, who was the original voice of Daphne on "Scooby-Doo." A total cruddy hoot.
Boy, does this hilariously horrendous honey possess all the right wrong stuff to rate as a real four-star stinkeroonie: Clunky (mis)direction by Lance Lindsay (who also wrote the asinine script), terrible acting by a lame no-name cast, lots of gross goo, rinky-dink (not so) special effects, a meandering narrative that unfolds at a plodding pace, cheap sets (the space station looks suspiciously like a shopping mall!), one-note cardboard characters who include a hysterical blonde bimbo and a token obnoxiously hip expendable black dude, tacky gore, a gloriously ludicrous sentimental ending in which the heretofore hostile extraterrestrial suddenly becomes benign and apologizes to the two survivors for its previous violent actions (!), and a hideously sappy synth pop song called "Crystal of a Star" sung by Stefanianna Christopherson, who was the original voice of Daphne on "Scooby-Doo." A total cruddy hoot.