No, not the CG claws. Those are still awful.

The perverted poetry of Creighton Duke.

The next time someone queues up “Summer Lovin” at a karaoke bar, take the microphone away and hit ‘em with “There Are Worse Things I Could Do.”

Vintage costume design delivers the creepy tone that is otherwise disregarded in Frank Oz’s ridiculous robot remake.

Sifting through the wreckage of a disaster and salvaging some treasure.

Two words: Raul Julia.

There’s a brief, beautiful, bleak moment in the midst of all the dour nonsense.

Rick Baker's gooey creature SFX are the main reason to watch this unbelievable slice of pure badness.

Three minutes of Bond Bliss.

Brian De Palma's last thriller was a misfire, but (like all his works) a totally fascinating one.