Directed by: Richard C. Sarafian
Starring: Tim Matheson, Charlton Heston, Peter Boyle

Oh boy, this here’s another Alan Smithee movie. I’ve mentioned this before, but that’s the fake name a director gives instead of putting his own name on the movie, because he believes it’s not the way he originally envisioned it or the studio meddled too much or some other thing. Mostly it’s just a bad portent.
It’s the future, and there’s going to be a huge solar flare that’ll burn the Earth, so a crew has to fly a spaceship to the sun and drop a bomb on it in the right spot to prevent that. Obviously, they fly there during the night and land safely, and that’s the end of the movie.
Okay, maybe not, but that would’ve been great. This movie is so 2001 it hurts. There’s even a vaguely evil computer named Freddie that the spaceship crew has to deal with. Also there’s a psychic lady or something, and even a ripoff of the ending sequence from 2001 with her while she’s dropping the bomb on the sun. There’s also a pointless subplot involving a crazy Jack Palance and Charlton Heston’s son which was the best part of the movie. Pretty much all because crazy, forgetful Jack Palance is hilarious.






