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War Between the Planets

(1965)

Everything is going to hell in an ass basket- there's landslides, earthquakes, tidal waves and, as the News of the Future puts it, other "mysterious phenomena".  Actually I don't think any of those things are considered particularly mysterious, but irregardless everyone decides it's a space problem so that means it's up to Space Command to straighten shit out.  They get the biggest cock they can find, and once they figure out what the trouble is - a runaway planet hurtling between the Earth and the moon, unleashing cosmic destruction - he decides to blow it up.  It seems like the perfect plan, until they land on the planet and find out that it's actually alive!  It's quite the moral dilemma, but there's no time for that so they blow it up anyway.  The End.

Maybe it's because I drank those two bottles of expired DayQuil before I watched this, but half the time I couldn't figure out what the fuck was going on.  It seemed like they kept having all these crisises, but then they'd rattle off some gobbledygook and the problem would be solved.  It reminded me of Star Trek, where they fix everything by "reversing the polarity": "Yeah, I knocked the Vulcan bitch up, but I just reversed her polarity down a flight of stairs and that took care of that."  Also they seem to be building up to a catfight between this hot redhead and a brunette with awesome mod hair, but it never actually happens!  I think that irritated me more than anything.  Talk about a fucking ripoff.


 

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