Reviews

Cary Grant plays a disgusting, amoral criminal who's allowed to get away with everything. A scathing look at newspaper reporters in the 1940s, who are just as amoral and slimy as Grant's character. The only redeeming thing in this film is Helen Mack's beautiful and touching performance as Molly; she turns the mirror on the reporters and makes them realize what lowlifes they are.

The aliens look like a cross between the cartoon characters and an 80s hair metal band. The alien leader somehow has a New York accent. The effects are weak, as they are on nearly episode of TNG, especially on the bridge of the alien ship.

Just because someone is famous doesn't mean they should be given a cameo. James Worthy is a worse actor than Shaquille O'Neal. Patrick Stewart's "smuggler" persona was laughable.

Lifeless. Boring. Dull. Awkward. Disjointed.

Bad directing, acting, casting, editing, music. Colorless, ugly buildings and backdrops. The actors have even less life in them. Not to mention Joan Hickson's lisp. They can't finish a scene in this episode without jumping to 4 or 5 others first. David Horovitz's interpretation of Inspector Slack is one dimensional- he's just abominably rude to everyone with no zeal or enthusiasm for his work.

Utter tripe. Try Geraldine McEwan's version; at least it won't put you to sleep.