This film is about a teenager in the seventies who teaches an alien tourist how to be punk.
This is one of the weirdest films I've ever seen. From the plot, to the characters, to the costumes, to the aesthetic, to some of the sequences, to the mythology, and also the acting.
I honestly didn't mind the weirdness of it all, I actually respected it. What I did mind was the disjointed plot and the muddled history, beliefs, and rituals of the aliens. The story hops from point A to B to C without taking much time to reflect on most of the previous points. This results in many scenes having no proper conclusion, or reason to be included other than 'this would be fun'.
It does seem like the sort of film where the filmmakers know that their original audience will be small, so they are relying on it becoming a future cult classic. But, the best cult films are the ones which do not set out to be cult films. There's a reason why people love The Room, but Sharknado - or any Asylum movie - is a joke. Or why Wet Hot American Summer has proven so successful since its release, and They Came Together - an attempt to make lightning strike twice - has largely been forgotten. A cult movie can't be manufactured, and it is rare for a film made in this vein to succeed in its cult intentions. Outside of the cult audience, I really don't know who else this is meant to play for (The nostalgia of '70s punks? Sci-fi fans? Romance fans?).
In short: It's weird. It's all over the place. It's watchable.
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