With all these explosions, huge bodycount, little bit of gore, Mad Max inspired costumes and weird sci-fi plot it should be really fun, but somehow it isn't. I don't really know why.

The best thing about this film is the group of good guys - they're a bunch of pals palling about having a good time, making quips and joking with each other just like a group of good friends do at the pub, except instead of drinking beer and playing pool they are killing mad max style punk bikers, blowing up helicopters and breaking into Atlantis in order to make it return to the bottom of the ocean. Their camaraderie is so infectious you almost want to be repeatedly shot at along with them.

Uninspiring 80s post-apocalypse fare, lacking even so-bad-it's-good entertainment value. Only vaguely interesting elements are the bad guy, who spends the whole movie looking like that bit in American Psycho when Patrick Bateman is wearing some kind of gel facial product, and a surprise appearance by a Robert Palmer girl towards the end. Only other notable thing is the last 20 mins, which draw a remarkable number of parallels with the TV show Lost (and make just as much sense).

Generic early 80's post-apocalyptic z-trash, complete with roving gangs in hilarious costumes.