This movie is virtually worthless, and I haven't seen one thing that appealed to me. I knew from the title that it had to be an Asylum production (I still say they'll come out with "Halloween on Elm Street" someday). Unoriginal idea, mish-mash plot that's full of holes, acting that rivals that of fifth grade school plays, and ho-hum effects. I do think, however, that the pace-maker "transmorpher" was probably a prototype replicator they borrowed from the set of SG-1, ha ha!
And what's with the sex scene? Seriously. Did they just drop this in the middle to wake up everyone bored to sleep? Or was the acting so bad that they couldn't create enough chemistry between the two love-birds that they figured a blatant screwing would get the point across to us doltish viewers?
For having no computers and no communications, they are certainly very well-informed about the terraforming stations in Japan and Bulgaria. I can't even get some of the people in my own department a few cubes away to keep me up to speed. I guess the transmorphers have one up on me.
So here we have these amazing, technologically advanced, super-robots from outer space that can fly, move quickly, terraform our planet, transform themselves into various machines, and shoot laser beams. Yet, oddly enough, a single gunshot wound to what would be their chest area will cause them to instantly explode.
The very worst part of this horrible waste of time, however, has to be the wretched conversation about the difference between how aliens differ from extraterrestrials. Yes, one character was stupid enough to ask this question, and another one was ever-so-kind to explain it to we, the uninformed. Aliens, those heathens, attack like enemies, whereas extraterrestrials will only attack like friends, meaning in defense. This drivel is perhaps the most contrived piece of verbal excrement I've had the misfortune of hearing and has no place in film. I wish MST3K would take a stab at this.
What's most disturbing, however, is that this is the SECOND one of these dreadful movies. The flushing of just about anything down a toilet and posting it on YouTube would probably be more entertaining than this... and I'd look forward to its sequel.
And what's with the sex scene? Seriously. Did they just drop this in the middle to wake up everyone bored to sleep? Or was the acting so bad that they couldn't create enough chemistry between the two love-birds that they figured a blatant screwing would get the point across to us doltish viewers?
For having no computers and no communications, they are certainly very well-informed about the terraforming stations in Japan and Bulgaria. I can't even get some of the people in my own department a few cubes away to keep me up to speed. I guess the transmorphers have one up on me.
So here we have these amazing, technologically advanced, super-robots from outer space that can fly, move quickly, terraform our planet, transform themselves into various machines, and shoot laser beams. Yet, oddly enough, a single gunshot wound to what would be their chest area will cause them to instantly explode.
The very worst part of this horrible waste of time, however, has to be the wretched conversation about the difference between how aliens differ from extraterrestrials. Yes, one character was stupid enough to ask this question, and another one was ever-so-kind to explain it to we, the uninformed. Aliens, those heathens, attack like enemies, whereas extraterrestrials will only attack like friends, meaning in defense. This drivel is perhaps the most contrived piece of verbal excrement I've had the misfortune of hearing and has no place in film. I wish MST3K would take a stab at this.
What's most disturbing, however, is that this is the SECOND one of these dreadful movies. The flushing of just about anything down a toilet and posting it on YouTube would probably be more entertaining than this... and I'd look forward to its sequel.