I don't know where to start or what, exactly, to say about Starcrash (1978).
I'd heard of the movie decades ago as it was always in with the sci-fi/ fantasy movies at video rental shops, but with Caroline Munro in a vinyl bikini on the box cover, I knew better than to bother to rent the movie. When I was young enough to have to ask my parents to rent something for me, I didn't want to put up with the questions and then the reporting my parents would gleefully do given the first opportunity (my family looooooves a good embarrassing story, and a 10 year old Ryan standing there with a video with a buxom space-lady on the cover would have been fodder for them for weeks, if not years).
When I got older and was renting movies on my own, and, I know it seems counter-intuitive if you've been following this site for a while, but I already knew any movie relying on a bikini-clad off-brand actor on the cover wound up as a terrible decision. Yes, it was also the kind of thing that became fodder for Mystery Science Theater 3000 in it's later years when the cheaply produced post Star Wars/ post Mad Max knock-offs were showing up over and over at the video store, but without Joel or Mike to guide me through, it wasn't worth it.* And, I don't mind that at one point in my life I was subconsciously trying to understand what was and was not a good movie.
Thus, I'd never bothered to watch Starcrash. But, I knew it contained Caroline Munro in her most famous role. Oh, yes, Bond aficionados, she was in The Spy Who Loved Me, but this is much more a leading lady than a supporting role.
But, hey, we've got Vulcan Video near my house now, and so far I'm batting about .800 finding movies I've been seeking out for a while.
|Ms. Munro's "Stella Star" does not heed your fashion advice.|
Now, Ms. Munro will get you in the door, but once you're there, prepare yourself. Because it's really been since watching R.O.T.O.R. for the first time that I last saw a movie that so genuinely felt like the producers just saw a movie they really liked (RoboCop in the case of R.O.T.O.R., Star Wars in the case of Starcrash), somehow pulled money together, wrote exactly one draft of a script with no foreknowledge of how a story works, and set out to make a movie that stands completely on it's own. It's the kind of movie made by people with a lot of passion, they know what they want in their movie, but they don't know why the things their lifting from work in the source material.
It is not a good movie, or a competently made movie. It takes a good 20 minutes to get to the point, dinking around with "things that are happening" that only loosely inform anything else in the movie. The plot makes zero sense (in a fun way), and the most sympathetic character is a guy with a lamp and Xerox machine on his head pretending to be a robot. It's a movie that wants to sell sex via Ms. Munro, but seems to handle girls about as well as your average second grader.
A list of things this movie contains:
- A highly quotable robot/ guy-in-mask who is the best actor in the movie and speaks in a sort of fake-cowboy accent
- Christopher Plummer slumming it and clearly hoping he's signed on for the next Star Wars (he has not)
- A pre-stardom David f'ing Hasslehoff in guyliner
- Amazon planet!
- Stop motion, badly animated giants and robots!
- A villain who looks like chubby Dave Grohl who can really work a Ming-collared cape
- Looped dialog for no seeming reason
- So many models of spaceships, lovingly if badly shot
- No sense of cause-and-effect
- No sense of how arcs work in a movie
- A pathological disregard for character
In some ways, I tip my hat to the filmmakers. They had a series of scenes they wanted in their movie, mostly pastiches of other terrible movies, and they set about finding an excuse to have Caroline Munro's spacepilot character, Stella Star, appear in all those different scenes in a quest to find a downed crew of an Imperial starship - at the behest of Emperor Christopher Plummer, who the movie clearly only had for a few working days.
In addition to Ms. Munro and Christopher "My Agent Told Me This Would be Great" Plummer, we do get a young David Hasslehoff in a small part in which you realize The Hoff really only has one line delivery mechanism, and it's Michael Knight all the way, baby. And, Munro's asexual, super-powered guy pal, Akton, played by Marjoe Gortner.
I bring up Gortner for a couple of reasons. (1) His bio reads like a novel where the author is trying way too hard, and (2) because he's also in Bobbie Jo and The Outlaw.
"But, The League," you say. "I have never heard of Bobbie Jo and the Outlaw."
Well, Bobbie Jo and the Outlaw is the forgotten 70's-era film in which a pre-fame Lynda Carter goes on the run with the very weird-looking Gortner, and may or may not remain fully clothed throughout the film. I may or may not have seen this movie, and and it may or may not be terrible.**
But, back to Starcrash.
It's hard not to have affection for the film in the same way you enjoy seeing a local community theater production of Oklahoma!. If you embrace the rough bits as part of the mise-en-scene, somehow it Voltrons its way into becoming greater than the individual parts.
I mean, it even has a score by John Barry, in theory. but while watching the movie I had a memory from film school. My friend My was supposed to score one of my films, but he basically forgot. I called him a day or two before we were supposed to pick up the tape from him, and got this "uh... yeah. I didn't do that." So we talked for a minute and I said "well, the movie is about two and a half minutes. You got any songs that long?" and indeed he did. So, we had a score.
I kind of think John Barry just handed these guys some tapes, because the music does a lousy job of syncing to the actual mood of the scenes. But, it's pretty chipper stuff.
I really don't want to give anything away, but the movie is weirdly kind of fun to look at. I think the spaceship designs were garbage, but some of the set design and whatnot is kind of crazy fun.
|Look at that! That shit is glorious!|
*or the fine hosts of USA's "Up All Night"
**it is terrible. Look, I'm as curious as the next guy.