If you can accept the very odd premise, this is a pretty well-done and entertaining horror/sci-fi effort. After being struck in the arm by meteor particles, an astronaut is brought back home to a hospital, where he comes down with a fever, blurred vision and an infected hand. He dies, his finger tips split open and a swarm of moths (!) escape out the window. At a 4th of July barbecue, suburban father Frank (who has a beer-swilling, unfaithful wife, bitchy redneck sister-in-law and two kids) is attacked and eventually turned into an emotionless killer complete with long, clawed appendages that come out of his sides to grab people. He injects digestive fluids into victims and then sucks out their liquefied internal organs (mmm!) with a hollow tube that comes out of his mouth. He is also overseeing an ever-growing army of similar alien-possessed who are hiding out in a basement waiting to strike. Police are baffled finding dozens of dead bodies with broken necks, dislocated jaws and sunken in chests, but NASA chief medical examiner Jerome "Geronimo" Throrn (Nicholas Lea), tough entomologist Savannah Bailey (Jamie Luner) and others uncover a string of clues (starting with insect-like alien DNA taken from the astronaut) that they need to piece together to save the entire country. See, word has spread to other countries, who have threatened to blow the U.S. off the map with nuclear weapons if the menace isn't quickly contained! Bizarre story, some surprise plot twists, entertaining characters and good chemistry (and performances) by talented leads Lea and Luner make it enjoyable.
