Save the planet

Save the green planet. Is it a movie? Or is it a deleriously close encounter of the third kind. An experience, a strangely compelling one in my opinion. Detectives that would have had Holmes choking on his elementaries. Bee keepers that carry a sting themselves. And a boss that gets crucified, electrocuted, hamstrung ... Okay that's just the cast.

Death and trauma served up with extra terrestrials ... usually the stuff of b-grade movies. But when it ends up feeling intensely wierd you're not so sure anymore.

The movie's plot is driven, nay rollercoasted into our awareness both by it's hell for leather script both by as well as by brilliantly edited sequences. Is it parody? Is it travesty? Or is it good old fashioned creativity gone wild? The jury rests. Take the mind shuddering violence of Silence of the Lambs, the alternative take a la History of the world Part I. Add the indestructibility of the Terminator. Nah, none of them begin to describe the experience. Lace the mix with the pathos of a true Marxian proletariat ground under by filthy capitalists and then pump in enough amphetamines to go into orbit ... Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war ... Forget saving the planet, look out for your sanity first.