Must be without competition the shortest twenty-million-dollar movie ever made (clocked at well under ninety minutes, minus the credits), which is but one crude measure of how much more money than imagination went into this scandalously derivative and down-at-the-heels sci-fi epic. The bulk of its debt is payable to Star Wars, chiefly for the two styles of robot, the storm-trooper model employed by the Germanic (i.e., Naziistic) mad scientist and the comic-relief model employed by his adversaries (one of them speaks with Roddy McDowall's voice, the other with Slim Pickens's), and for the sometimes endearingly anachronistic dialogue (sample exchange, as the characters examine a hologram of the black hole hardly larger than a well-blown smoke ring: "My God! Right out of Dante's Inferno!" "That's right, Harry, the most destructive force in the universe!"). Maximilian Schell, Robert Forster, Yvette Mimieux, Anthony Perkins, Joseph Bottoms, and Ernest Borgnine; directed by Gary Nelson. (1979) — Duncan Shepherd
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