dodgercodger I saw the title and brief description and thought this might be good. I could not have been more in error. Virtually nothing but talking heads, trying to be oh-so British while the non-existent plot labours forward. The alleged motivation for forming a new human colony on a distant planet fails to take into account that with a start-up population of four couples (along with three young boys and four unfortunates in suspended animation) there will be very little genetic variation in coming generations. There is a mutiny when the Captain (and we know this because he has his job title emblazoned on his chest, along with everyone else on the crew) forbids the other couples from "adding to their population". The aforementioned boys seem to be acting more like kids at a sleep-away camp than interplanetary explorers (even though they do have some kind of ESP powers). Their acting skills rank someplace south of a dead mouse. In the end, the Captain gets it by a berserk re-animate and our poor fish-bowl-headed cyborg just stands and rolls his eyes. 93 minutes that would have been better spent getting a tooth extracted.

Bryan The moral of this story is: Never send people into space without knowing a thing about what you're doing!Behold-- eight white, English-speaking, privileged, conformist, heterosexual (maybe), neurotics are the last hope of humans. Oh, and one smart guy made incapable of breeding by letting himself be, uh, domed (I kept waiting for someone to push the dome and make his head roll a la the Pop-O-Matic).The story seems to say people can't manage the long trip. The stilted narration before the end credits says we can. I say do like Douglas Adams and send the pointless people off so Earth can thrive. These jokers were a fair start, but make the next ships huge!

JohnHowardReid Here's a soap opera in space, obviously made on the cheap, using a few cramped sets and some of the poorest special effects ever seen. There are no space dangers to speak of. Instead, a few whiskery shots of a model rocket bursting through a cardboard backdrop, are used to divide various sequences of fake emotional drama. Only in the brief episode involving a berserk, re-animated man does the movie offer any action to make this soap opera more palatable.With the exception of an earnest portrayal of megalomania by Bill Williams, the acting is as colorless as the cast. The pre-credits sequence is even mouthed by an actor reading his lines from an obvious idiot board.The "direction" (if you can call it that) by Bernard Knowles is as routine as can be, using a plethora of dull, uninspired, TV-style close-ups. Even the photography by Geoffrey Faithful (of all people!) is flat and featureless.

Daniel Krause I've seen this kind of thing before - science fiction movies made by people who seem to really be kicking and screaming against the genre. It's like they are saying, "those fans like heads in jars? Fine, let's give them heads in jars." If anything the premise seems to be a weird excuse to hang a soap opera on. The space ship is implausibly large inside, the black and white cinematography is bland. The actors, surprisingly, seem fine in roles which are pretty aimlessly written. BUT, there are two things I can get behind in this movie. It does have the virtue of brevity, clocking in at just over an hour. And it's always nice to see an American villain for a change.