That would be the only way to explain how such a disjointed and lackadaisical movie could possibly rise above the sum of its parts and draw me in like this one did. Everything about this flick screams '70s Del-Rey paperback, from the plot-saving narration that bookends the beginning and end to the not entirely thought out story elements and the total anti-climax... and the implication that you've been dropped into an ongoing saga. Can you say "Wookie"? I can. Can you say, "Lesbians in space"? Hell yeah! All in all it's not so much a movie as a 'moving picture', that is, the way the 'plot' flows and the characters interact make it seem like you are experiencing the film vicariously. Which you are, but usually movies try to be as 'realistic' and 'immersive' as possible, while this one simply presents its self for what it's worth.
An experience rather than a movie, I say, and one worth having.
An experience rather than a movie, I say, and one worth having.
