The soundtrack sounds like the boom mike is being slammed against the inside of a 55-gallon drum. But let me catch my breath. This movie is awful in so many different ways. Even the opening titles are cheesy. Sci-fi epics usually begin with a stab at impressive titles, but this one just displays green letters on the screen in a type font that came with my Macintosh.
Some movies run off the rails.
I watched it in mounting gloom, realizing I was witnessing something historic, a film that for decades to come will be the punch line of jokes about bad movies. And after about 20 minutes of this amateurish picture, extinction doesn't seem like such a bad idea. Sitting through it is like watching the most expensively mounted high school play of all time. Hee hee hee. The Larry King Happy Song Corner Hey Nineteen, that's Aretha Franklin.