Crap from outer space
How can something crash-landing on earth foreshadow anything remotely positive for the human race? It sure triggers an interesting sequence of events for almost all horror films, and it usually happens in the first two or three minutes. Well, The Galaxy Invader takes a dump on this classic hook. It looks cheap the way bad digital movies do, except this kind of negligence was a rarity in 1985.
Film was expensive, then, for one thing, and so was filmmaking equipment. You then needed to distribute your movie, which was no small task, and I can’t believe this crap made it to this day. The audio is pretty bad. The dialogue is horrendous. There’s a lot of paraphrasing, of people telling each other what they’re about to do then doing it, of full sentences that are anything but natural.
Most characters are so hostile to each other they shouldn’t be friends. And what’s with that dysfunctional family? These kids are too old to live with their abusive, wife-beating father. The writers are the only ones laughing at this like it’s a comedy. We, laugh at it because it’s lame. It’s the story of a bunch of drunken tards comparing the size of their balls against an alien’s. Funny...