As much as I would like to say I don't like this movie, that statement
would not be exactly true. It's what its become - a shining beacon for
obsessive collectors and their array of associated merchandise - that
has sullied this film in my mind. It's all become way too silly.
It's probably not all that bad, as a whole, but the images I think when
the film crops up are not space sequences, but are of clattering
background noise, a mish mash of assorted odds and ends, all set behind
every scene of this traditional point-to-point story formula fare.
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