I love how Robbie the Robot has a burp sound in its programming. Can’t have a robot without it, really.
Forbidden Planet feels like the center point of all science fiction. There’s the scientific curiosity of H. G. Welles, and the philosophical introspection of Isaac Asimov. There’s the goofy adventure of pulp magazines, and the surreal promise of the early space race. From here, you can follow the branching futures of science fiction; the free-roaming extravaganza of Star Trek and Doctor Who, the massive scale and pseudo-philosophy of Star Wars, the—
Wait, what do you mean this was based on Shakespeare? What do you mean this is just The Tempest in space? Crap, there goes my review.
Anyway, I love how Robbie the Robot had to say “giving myself a lube job” in this movie. Can’t have horny space shenanigans without it, really.
Watched via Internet Archive, standard definition.