Thanks for the memories!

best movie i've ever seen.

A lot more amusing than I thought it would be.

It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.

In the bleak future the world has been ravaged by biological warfare. The rough'n'tumble David (a solid performance by Andrew Stevens, who also wrote and directed) has to race against time to find the necessary ingredients for a cure for a plague that's been decimating mankind. Matters are complicated when a pair of hideous deadly mutants get loose in an underground compound where a ragtag group of survivors are holed up. Stevens keeps the familiar, but still enjoyable story moving along at a snappy pace, maintains a grimly serious tone throughout, delivers a satisfying smattering of grisly gore and brutal violence, makes nice use of both the desolate desert and claustrophobic subterranean base main locations, draws the characters with some depth, and even tosses in a nasty monster rape scene along with smidgen of tasty bare female skin for extra trashy good measure. The sound acting by the competent cast further keeps this film on track: R. Lee Ermey as the hard-nosed Von Demming, Stella Stevens as no-nonsense doctor Kara, Chick Vennera as the rugged Kyle, Burton Gilliam as easygoing good ol' boy Dewitt, Clare Hoak as the feisty Ariel, Barbara Alyn Woods as sassy, but selfish redhead Sharon, Larry Gilman as the whiny Jamie, and Renee Jones as the spunky Robin. Both Terry Plumeri's moody score and Janusz Kaminski's slick cinematography are up to speed. A fun flick.

THE TERROR WITHIN survivor David (Andrew Stevens) travels the post- epidemic wasteland with his dog Butch (Butch Stevens, no, really!) trying to get to an underground facility filled with more scientists in Denver. This proves treacherous thanks to the genetically abnormal Lucius creatures roaming the hills. THE TERROR WITHIN was a decent little late 80s Concorde flick and producer Roger Corman wisely let star Stevens make his writing-directing debut here. How good is Stevens? He brings back his freakin' dog while part one's female survivor is toast and written off in a line of dialog ("She died in the desert"). Even though this is essentially a remake of the first film, Stevens shows he is adept at handling the action and nudity (something that would come in handy in his T&A thriller work a few years later). He even gets his mom Stella in there alongside fine supporting work from R. Lee Ermey, Chick Vennera and Burton Gilliam. The effects are appropriately gooey and there is a really bizarre monster rape scene (initiated by Cyndi James Gossett, spouse of Louis at the time). Stevens brought Butch back in NIGHT EYES II the following year.

Picking up from where the original left off (and it does go on to clear up loose ends) we see Andrew Steven's character David wandering through the desert heading for another underground scientific base that his team was originally in contact with in the first film. On the way there, he also picks up a lady survivor where they would become more than acquaintances with her soon expecting. Those survivors at the base are waiting on David, who holds a vaccine for the spreading virus, but what awaits them when David and the girl get there is hideous mutations.Roger Corman would also produce the sequel (that looks just as cheap) that came two years later with star Andrew Steven (who here had me thinking of him as a poor man's Kurt Russell) not only acting, but directing and also penning the material in another quite low-budgeted, muggy B-grade offering. Tick off; Mushy make-up effects, lousy props, a tad of nudity, clunky dialogues, junky set designs and gratuitously raw violence. At times it reminded me of the Corman produced alien clone --- "Forbidden World". Surprisingly I see this film cop a lot criticism when compared to the first, as I don't see it to be any worse. Sure I wouldn't call it a perfect movie, but in certain regards I enjoyed this follow-up more than the original film. On this occasion it tries to be slightly different in its ideas and execution, but still sharing similarities but consisting of more excitement. It does go on to rehash certain moments in the latter stages. However there seems to be a little more happening story wise (when focusing on Steven's character in the desert or that of a mutating finger from a gargoyle) and its quick tempo makes sure it doesn't wear out its welcome. Steven's practical handling startlingly generates energy and a bit of tension amongst the monster gruel. He's not as confined, but goes for more expansion despite the obvious limitations but these murky visuals/lighting makes for some much needed atmospherics. The cast are all committed with ever reliable R Lee Emery's commanding presence heading the way. Andrew Stevens (sporting a fashionable beard) is sturdy enough in the heroine role, Burton Gilliam is particularly amusing, Chick Vennera is fitting and Stella Stevens (yes that's Andrew's mother) is agreeably good too. What's this type of film without beautiful ladies; in the shape of knockouts Barbara Alyn Woods, Renée Jones and Clare Hoak.

this film is not as good as the first but hey it still somehow works although the speed is slow and the makeup is laughable but still it is ok to watch on a boring sunday afternoon but it will not give you the Alien feel of the first one.