"SEE!? Peter Hyams used to have a Y in his last name!"
There's a certain, sad little bit of satisfaction I get from being the first person on HBS to review this. Being that I can't hog all the glory for myself, I'm going to bring in my friend Kevin to do his Outland Rap for yall. Kevin?...He's the S to the E to the AN, see? Trouble 'O' Seven, Sean Connery On a mining colony he's the only law a hardcore regulator bustin' jaws
He pays the bills with his shotgun skills baggin' amped up psychos with hydraulic drills When he smells a rat named amphetamine Sean plays the sleuth to keep the cosmos clean
Among the astral refuse, and xenordiodes he's the only clean cop on Jupiter's Io When Peter Boyle sees he can't be bought he calls in the hit squad with their 30 aughts
But Sean thinks fast, he's a man of principle the assasins are good, but they ain't too sensible He suits up fast and goes intergalactic with a vacuum blast he turns they heads gigantic
Seanie C. reigns supreme and rocks the place that fat bitch Boyle gets punched in the face Back with the fam, Earth's now his hood reunited and it feels so good!Outland. Definitely not the greatest film, definitely suffers from Peter Hyams' sloppy, simplistic writing...but definitely lives up to its self-ascribed description of "High Noon in Space"!