If I can save one person from throwing away one hour and fifty three minutes of their lives watching this drek, then the ten minutes I'm going to take to write this review will be worth it. First, I've heard of this play/film nearly all of my adult life. Slow night. So I watched it. It has been pejoratively re-titled "Screamers" by many I've heard talk about it. I knew it had a gay theme and so I thought that "Screamers" referred to another pejorative phrase, "screaming queen", as in a very flamboyant gay man. THAT, even done badly, would have made for a more interesting film than this piece of junk. "Screamers" refers to THE FACT THAT THEY SCREAM THEIR DIALOGUE FOR THROUGHOUT MOST OF THE MOVIE. Dialogue that, by the way, has never occurred naturally anywhere. So, if you like hearing actors SCREAM dialogue, that more resembles refrigerator poetry than it does any naturally occurring human communication, for almost two hours, then have at it.
