I have a theory about bad films. I’m not sure if this is the best time or place to talk about it, since comparatively few people ever actually read these reviews, but here you go: I believe that bad movies - particularly bad SF movies - are a more interactive form of entertainment than their high-budgeted A-list counterparts.

That doesn’t make ‘em *good* movies, of course, but it *does* make the interplay between crap artist and crap viewer a bit more…uhm…direct? Intimate? A bit more give and take?

Gather ‘round, children, and listen to the tale of one of the most legendary of all possible bad films, “Killers from Space” - an utterly embarrassing, daft, incompetent stock footage festival masquerading as a movie. It was made in 1953, and stars a young Peter Graves, who’s obviously slumming. What makes it so painful to watch is that film was made just a year after his performance in “Stallag 17” and a year before “Night of the Hunter.”

I just watched “Babylon 5: Thirdspace” (1998) – A Made-for-TV movie (Oxymoron if ever there was one), I’d only seen this twice, once when it first aired, and once a year or so later when I was wracked with insomnia.