Alien Trespass

There is a sweet sincerity to "Alien Trespass," a sometimes too reverential homage to the sci-fi B-movies that landed in theaters during the 1950s, channeling our nuclear annihilation worries through an even greater prism of fear: the outer reaches of the universe and the frightening beings that might exist there. It was a time when filmmakers had to create other worlds and other beings without the [...] Vai alla recensione »

“THE past is a foreign country,” the novelist L. P. Hartley once wrote; “they do things differently there.” Like everything else in our brave new world this famous sentence, written 56 years ago, could use an update — or in movie terms, a remake. Because sometimes, as in R. W. Goodwin’s wacky new “Alien Trespass” (opening Friday), the past looks stranger than that.

A charmingly sentimental but ultimately pointless hommage to the sci-fi classics of yesteryear, “Alien Trespass” proves only that while styles and technology have moved on, the affection for corn is everlasting. Spearheading this retro revival is Eric McCormack as a prissy astronomer whose cardigan-sweatered body is co-opted in the first act by a foil-wrapped alien.