“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Saturday, September 3, 2016
Future Fear (1997)
aka Space Virus
How bad is it? Rock bottom effects and terrible editing make a tedious 77 minutes. Should you see it? No.
This got some traction in the so-bad-it's-good world, but it's largely unwatchable, even though Maria Ford does undress. In the future of 2017, space viruses on a probe crash to Earth, dooming humanity. A scientist has embryos that are resistant and he wants to use them for a vaccine, but his wife wants them brought to term - so they have a plunger fight (I'm not kidding); in fact, this fight gets intercut with previous love scenes, just to make it worse. Oh, and the love scenes include a Mad Hatter tea party recreation. Produced by Roger Corman, this has some of the cheapest effects and some of the worst dialogue ("Eating just saved my life" says a guy who stops one of the few action scenes to make a sandwich). Stacy Keach does the bare minimum for a paycheck as a racist who wants to repopulate the Earth in his own image. This sounds more entertaining than it is.