Can he put out a written condemnation for the making and release of "battlefield earth"???
That's already being handled by the Hague War Crimes Tribunal.
Battlefield Earth
Released: 2000
Directed by: Roger Christian
Battlefield Earth is one of the worst films ever made. It’s that simple. It’s Plan 9 From Outer Space made for sixty million dollars. Had Ed Wood made Battlefield Earth, people would have expected an apology. When the cultural impact of this fiasco finally sinks in, John Travolta will be lucky if he can get a job plucking the gray hairs out of Ron Palillo’s ass.
Battlefield Earth is based on a novel written by Church of Scientology founder L. Ron Hubbard. Perhaps the Church of Scientology wanted to ensure nobody else joined up. This movie is like watching the Pope accidentally catch on fire while giving Easter Mass. If that’s not a time to rethink your spiritual choices, what is?
Discussing the details of the plot is akin to discussing the literary merits of a Nora Roberts novel. I just can’t emphasize enough how bad it all is. It’s such a disaster it may resurrect Lawrence Hilton-Jacobs’s career. He’ll be able to defend himself by saying, “At least I didn’t make Battlefield Earth,” and executives will have to acknowledge that he has a point. Anyway, it’s the year 3000, a thousand years after a race of creatures called the Psychlos has taken over the Earth. Their chief of security is Terl (John Travolta), who wants to use the humans as slaves for his personal gain. Unfortunately, Jonnie Goodboy Tyler (Barry Pepper) has other plans and leads a revolt.
Psychlos are essentially Jamaican Klingons who speak like Ferengi. The primary special effect in the movie is accomplished by filling buckets with dirt and pieces of concrete, then tossing them across the screen. Director Roger Christian has a hard-on for flying dirt like you would not believe. The guys who wrote this should be forced to dictate everything for the rest of their lives so they may never again touch pen to paper or finger to keyboard and declare themselves writers. If Christian can get a job as a Sears portrait photographer after this movie, Congress should make the use of cameras punishable by death. Every single scene is at an angle, which gave me the urge to slide off my chair and smash my skull into the floor. Action scenes look like they were shot inside a paint mixer.
If egos were farts, one imagines John Travolta could destroy an entire planet by devouring a single frozen burrito. That this film even got made is clearly one testament to that fact, and that they’re already planning a sequel is another.
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How dare you mock the greatness of Hubbard and Travolta, man-animal! (LOL)