The most captivating aspect of this asinine waste of celluloid is that it somehow ‘created’ the PG-13 certificate. Apparently it was too violent. The flick has a legacy, as without this story it’s a forgotten VHS. It’s not violent, it’s just a terrible movie.
There is no sense of wonder at all and it’s burdened by so much inconsequential, incessant bickering between the leads that I thought I was viewing one of those candid cameras in an Aldi, two rat-faced porkers going at it over the last remnants of a pack of bog rolls.
Anyway, I’ve never seen an adventure movie so dull. Or pointless.
Every antagonist is a witless archetype, every utterance an insult to dialogue. The pacing is relentless in its monotony.
I was more captivated reading about the production of this slog on Wikipedia than viewing it.
I hate this film.
Avoid.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 