If this isn't the worst movie ever made, it's in the running. And such a cast! I bet the poor luminaries suckered into this thing hide it somewhere. I bought it because it's sci-fi and because I could watch Thomas Jane flex his biceps. What I got was scenes of WWI doughboys playing trench warfare with crab-armed alien monsters, interspersed with nonsensical scenes of John Malkovich as fearless leader in an ivory tower somewhere in the world, and Ron Perlman as warrior monk in unnamed monastery atop some cold pinnacle...because we all know spirituality only happens in monasteries located on unreachable, frozen mountaintops. But this monastery wasn't so unreachable that the lumbering monk couldn't gather to him a rag tag assortment of talented misfits, deadly rejects of society that included the cynical ex-soldier and two beautiful, mysteriously gifted women. Any of this sound familiar? Even worse, this crawling cliche of a sci-fi movie is done without logic or natural progression of plot. Let's see, there's the 'bar scene', several shots of terrified citizens running for their lives and left behind to die, and a tortured alien in bondage in the monastery turret. But my favorite vignette is when Malkovich, whom I assume to be a world leader (never clearly explained), is surrounded by scythe-armed mutants who have dragged their grunting bodies around like zombies, and have overcome all obstacles (never shown) to kill him. His last words: "Do you have a name?" What? Really?
Of course, our hero Jane is the only survivor, and doesn't look too pretty when they finish with him, but he saves the day as hero do, even cynical, reluctant ones, and the aliens leave after he turns off their 'machine' that turns humans into claw-armed aliens. Don't ask how. And don't ask why. I don't remember if Jane is cured of his nihilism in the process. It doesn't matter. I just wish I could get my money back.