L. Ron Hubbard’s religion has lots of problems.  But apparently, it was convincing enough to persuade his followers to do lots of stupid things.  Things like giving him money, having babies in completely silent rooms, and investing personal fortunes in the production of one of the worst films of all time.  It is this last foolish endeavor that brings us together today.

Buried deep behind a pile of makeup, fake dreadlocks, and nose-danglies towers John Travolta.  He’s the main force behind this movie being made, and also one of the least enjoyable parts of it, so we can blame him twice.  Other bad parts: inconsistent technology, things that seem bad and then magically work out, and then, a nuclear explosion that destroys an entire planet of aliens who couldn’t have all been jerks. If only someone would be so kind as to wipe out our memories of this movie.