Please remember that when you are judging this movie, you are doing so with the jaded eyes of a sophisticated 21st century movie-goer. The acting was bad (Barry Bostwick acted with his tongue firmly planted in his cheek and Michael Beck still had the taste of Xanadu in his mouth...ptuey!), the effects were cheesy and the plot could have been at the St. Valentine's Day Massacre! That being said, when I saw the movie in theaters I was 12 years old; the target audience. The movie was made for me because I lacked the ability to criticize something that just looked so cool! If there were motorcycles, tanks, dune buggies and lasers then how can it be a bad movie? Simple times, simple pleasures, simple movie. I only wish I could now sit and watch a movie with such abandon. Oh yea, the song at the end by 707 really rocked!
