Theatrical Sales Director, AGFA
This is barely a movie, maybe 2/5ths. The anti-editing, seemingly from the hands of a chimp, will skid-mark your sense of self. Perfect morning fodder for Channel 83, long live the new *flush*.
Writer / star / human mercury poisoning William Tepper somehow later acquits himself in BACHELOR PARTY as Tom Hanks' randy dentist brother.
Permanently ahead of its time. Enough speculative sci-fi ideas, production design, props and wardrobes for a trilogy of films, and enough fully fleshed-out characters for a 3-hour Altman ride, but it’s all crammed into a single normal-length feature.
I’m also appreciative of its Afro-futurist sidebar. That couldn’t have been an easy detail to include in the ‘80s.
An insane mish-mash of amateur art film pretense and non-stop genre exposition, with unfunny whimsy. It’s Wes Anderson-like in its obsession with minutae. This movie wasn’t scary in the least, but who cares when it’s this wiggy?
It’s a movie for people who want EXORCIST II's craziness without having to sit through EXORCIST II. Great cast, lots of strange emoting...including career-high outbursts from George C. Scott rivaling HARDCORE's theater seat abuse.
Left over from my viewing notes: “Holy shit Fabio showed up in a cameo. This movie is so dumb, I'm warming up to it.”