I always loved foreign films. I mean, I always loved crappy American SF films of course, but I always loved crappy foreign SF films a bit more. They were a treat - a tiny glimpse into a future that was no more plausible than the crap we were churning out, but it was implausible in a different way. It was still crap, mind you, but it was a different ethos of crap. No better, generally, but a nice refrain from Japanese rubber suit monsters and endless cardboard spaceships in the desert and insects-on-HO-Scale-Trainsets giant monster flicks.