W Tulin

Pretty clunky writing, no reason to care about any of these people. Dialogue is so unrealistically awkward, good actors appear to be amateurs. The story? Some suds float to earth, making people slightly more annoying than they already were. Of course, we've all been there... Someone has an off day, and we just know they must have been replaced by, intergalactic peonis... This thinly concocted film was phoned in from the first word on the page to the last credit on screen. Even by 1978 standards, this thing is a wreck.