So, yeah no, like, I grew up around people who'd get teary-eyed watching this film because they truly believed it to be a documentary. Also, they adored the notion of their deity colluding with a "prophet" to commit mass murder against their enemies.
The kind of populist, far-right, red neck evangelicals who should by consent decree have a preferred pronoun "It" -- and for whom "mass euthanasia" is probably one of the better answers to most intelligent questions posed about…
I was not aware that feature-length movies *this bad* existed.
Even so I find this film, "Nazis At The Center Of The Earth" to be oddly compelling and timely given the world at present.
True, there are gruesome, horrific scenes. I wouldn't want to embarrass B-rate movies in comparison. There is also gratuitous nudity, although not nearly enough given the circumstances.
SYNOPSIS:
1. Boy loses girl.
2. Boy assassinates the laser-wielding Zombie Space Hitler cyborg.
3. Boy gets the girl, then proposes right there on the Antarctic ice as the Herrenrasse UFO crashes into the South Pole.
SPOILER ALERT:
She says yes!!!
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
The esthetics of an early James Bond film, if it had been produced by Gerry Anderson, lend serious mid-1960s cheeseball atmospherics to the dreaded tale of duplicitous overlords from Planet X, who launched Solar System War I after promising to cure cancer. Bait and switch!
Note that international bodies across Earth, such as the World Space Agency, fly the Japanese flag and feature caucasians in subservient albeit extravagantly emotional roles, as the gods intended.
Much hawt monster-on-monster cage fighting action…
A young Meryl Streep, so amazingly beautiful, and a portrayal by Robert De Niro so into his character where I kept thinking, "Wow, this actor is so good, and he almost reminds me of De Niro" – this spelled out an utterly captivating three hours. Okay, so there were horribly cartoon-ish parts, such as De Niro always wearing a freshly ironed Army uniform after his return, even though he had no luggage of any kind – or the two (one?)…
