Ok, so this movie is crap, but it's my kind of crap and I've seen much worse. Much worse where, you ask? Well, try turning on the TV or take a look at what is playing in the theaters for starters. This piece of junk is high art by comparison, at least by my standards. Slow, plodding, unimpressive gore, and only a dusky, side-boob glance at Connie Woods' hearty chest meat makes for some tedious viewing for a lot of folks to be sure, but it's passable 80's shlock by my criteria. These types of movies take me back to a better time and provide enjoyment on a level that I suppose doesn't come across to some folks. William Smith and Robert Z'Dar? Hell, why even bother having a script at all? Those guys are entertaining in and of themselves. Not really as bad as some of these other guys are saying but, yeah, not exactly top shelf.