It doesn’t have the draw, or the science, to really become absorbing.

Joe Dante has an appreciation for the sci-fi of old, and it shows.

It’s a wonderfully dark, twisted look at a possible future, where the repo men believe in what they are doing despite the death.

Phillip K. Dick’s short story is turned into an extravagant film, one a bit longer than it probably needs to be, yet it never loses focus.

Evil Aliens opens on an anal probe, certainly a lavish start… if you’re into that sort of thing.

Darkman is filled with Raimi’s twisted humor, not to mention his odd sense of camera movement.

It is a wonderful intentionally campy early ’80s effort, the priceless segment being that of Flash Gordon (Sam J. Jones), quarterback of the New York Jets, using objects in the throne room to play a football game against this captors.

Predator bends the rules, changing it up so the title refers to the creature as much as Dutch (Arnold Schwarzenegger)

Stan Winston has a blast designing this make-up, crafting beautiful homages to the creatures he undoubtedly loved growing up.

If Fred Dekker’s Monster Squad was the realization of what it was like to be a kid obsessed with monsters, Night of the Creeps is what that obsession turns into as an adult.