"If I don't see a good movie soon, I'm giving up on them altogether."
Four everyday folks Ė a Brad Ďní Janet type couple, a smarmy playboy and a moronic blue collar boob - are taken up into a spaceship by three attractive alien women to be probed, tested and eventually sold off as slaves somewhere around Betelgeuse. What this means to most of us is four bad actors, three bad (but very attractive) actors, two cardboard sets, some awful costumes, the occasional breast and a depressingly bad script. Welcome to Spaced Out. Prepare to watch ninety minutes of your life be deleted from memory.Iím all for lame adult comedies but if I was pushed for a label for this thing, I wouldnít call it adult, Iíd call it sad-ult. Itís not funny, itís not clever, itís just entirely sad. Plenty of boobs, plenty of awful jokes, plenty of aliens with antennas with stars on the end of them coming out of their heads, but mostly just a bewildering lack of reason to be.
And what could possibly make this worse? How about a comedy voiceover from Bob Saget?
And what could possibly be worse than Bob Saget doing a voiceover? Thatís right, Bob Saget writing the screenplay.The Brits used to make a lot of these awful sex farces back in the day, and this is one straight from the bottom of the barrel. Itís not worth noting historically, itís not worth watching for laughs; even the nudity is a little infrequent. Give this one a very big miss.