Those of us in the Dark Room Bad Movie Night Cabal (i.e. the one's who do the "gardening" out back before each show) have recently been discussing the characteristics of movie badness in direct relation to their budgets. After all, anyone with no budget, no talent, no script, no sets, no costumes and no idea what they are doing should excell at producing a real stinker. However, when one has executive producers, stars and starlets, a boatload of Nazi gold, plus a seemingly decent plot idea, to take all of those ingredients and deliver a turd, well, that's first class bad moviemaking. One the other hand, with all those resources, the resultant bad movie should have the sexy starlets wearing oversized farmers clothes, the location sets in Tunisia should be all filmed at night so you'd think you were behind a Safeway, the plot has to be so insane as to actually cause your brain to bleed out your ears and the producers would be present at the Dark Room to hand out double refunds. Thus, while Red Planet confounds anyone with a 2nd grade understanding of physics, and the plot is as predictable as rain in January, the colors were sort of nice and what's wrong with watching Tim Robbins die a horrible death?