30 years after the "Golden Turkey Awards," I'm reviewing as many films described (by anybody)as so-bad-it's-good as possible.
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.