gavin6942
When a meteorite crash lands onto a Boston college campus and an alien beast is released, only one man understands its mission to mate. From the depths of an all girls college, the grotesque monster stalks his prey in a cat-and-mouse chase until the final conflict where only one species can survive.The male lead of this film is awesome, and so is the running subplot of a professor being involved with one of his students. While that sure is nothing new, it gives a bit of depth and character to a story that otherwise is more or less aliens running amok on a low budget.Do not let the budget fool you, by the way. For whatever reason, the opening credits look terrible, something any kid could do on their home computer today in a matter of minutes. But once you get past the cheesy text and space pictures, this has a really sense of something more.
Woodyanders
A meteorite crashes on Earth and unleashes an alien beast (Clifton Lloyd Bryan in an obvious and unconvincing rubber suit) that wants to procreate its species with nubile young human women on a Boston, Massachusetts college campus. It's up to lecherous jerk art teacher Ashley (a drippy performance by the charisma-challenged Todd Jensen) to stop it. Writer/director Paul Matthews, who previously failed to deliver the goods with the lousy subterranean creature feature "Grim," doesn't do it once again with this celluloid stinkbomb: The overly talky script, sluggish pace, meandering narrative, complete dearth of tension and vitality, cruddy (less than) special effects, blah acting from an insipid cast, limply staged monster attack scenes, and an inert and unexciting climax all make this movie a heavy mind-numbing chore to endure. Worse yet, this drab flick crucially fails to realize the sleazy potential of its gloriously lurid premise: There's precious little in the way of either graphic gore or gratuitous female nudity. Only Samantha Janus' frequently erect nipples and the striking pulchritudinous presence of Kadamba Simmons as the mysterious space girl prevent this picture from being a total wash-out. A hopelessly tedious clunker.
slotaa
Undoubtedly, Paul Matthews will go into the history books as one of the true masters of the sci fi/horror genre. An alien crash lands into an all girls college, and runs amok attempting to fulfill its inborn mating desire. This movie has it all: action, suspense, characters, setting, a plot, girls in the shower, undressing, catfighting. All that along with powerful performances by Todd Jenson, Clifton Lloyd Bryan, and especially Nigel Harrison. With jaw-dropping special effects, and flawless camera work, you WILL feel like you are actually a part of this wild ride. On the minus side, the DVD special edition I had viewed lacked any actual special features. It contained only a selection for playing the movie, and changing the audio options. Although, 'audio options' was misspelled to be 'Audio Optons,' and obvious jab by Matthews at modern society and correctly spelled words.
Lexo-2
Hopelessly awful B-movie horror flick. Blatantly shot in the UK but featuring lame American accents, it's set in a girl's college (uh-oh) which, needless to say, means there's going to be at least one scene of naked nubiles in the shower - and, oops, there it went. And that's yer lot for the rest of the film, Mister Raincoat. To fill up the rest of the time, there's a rubber monster covered in squelchy goo that appears to want to coat the girlies in marzipan (at least, I _think_ it's marzipan); a not even comically inept but fortunately swiftly-massacred SWAT team; Oliver Tobias as a detective (his presence onscreen is always a sign that you've rented a Turkey) and a final scene in an oil refinery which, despite the efforts of an under-budgeted special effects team, is quite obviously not blowing up. Even the terminally bored/sexually frustrated are advised not to touch this waste of time with a ten-foot pole.The irony is, Samantha Janus is a fine comedienne. We can only assume that she did this for the exposure, cause that's what they gave her. Indecent at that.
AD
