Journalist Jeff (Jeff Hutchinson) has a hot scoop concerning a desert UFO sighting! Well, in theory, he does, for he doesn’t really have any footage that proves his encounter, so he’s mostly running on hot air. Still, two hilariously awkward Men in Black (here definitely of the government type) are on his tail.
So our hero goes on the run with his soon to be ex-girlfriend Suzy (Suzanne Solari), to have shouting matches with various people. We witness all this through material shot on Suzy’s very own camera.
Who knew that the same year he made his first post-apocalyptic roller blade movie (called Roller Blade, obviously), ultra-indie genre filmmaker Donald G. Jackson also made an early example of the POV SF genre? And really, given how it looks and sounds, it’s also a proto-mumblecore movie.
To wit: an early scene has Jeff and Suzy absorbed in a long, long, oh so very long shouting match about the state of their relationship (it’s bad), while Suzy’s parrot screeches and chatters so enthusiastically, he not only wins the prize of the best actor in the movie, but also makes at least half of the circular argument absolutely unparsable. The camera is usually just randomly dumped in the corner of a room and left to its own devices, so actors (and director) can ignore sensible positioning in the frame all the better.
The supposed thriller plot devolves in a series of annoying shouting matches between characters. Witness Jeff shout at Suzy and Suzy shout at Jeff! Jeff’s boss – whose newspaper is apparently made in a single cellar room as if it were 2020 – needs a good shouting and even an exciting bit of grappling, as well! Be screeched at, Jeff’s former photographer friend! And so it goes, until everything ends in a moment of perfectly embarrassing non-action you gotta (not) see to believe!
It’s quite the thing.
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