Eddie Murphy's shining star of fame was actually a satellite in a decaying orbit, but some great mistakes, you cannot help, but watch in stunned awe. This film is is a testament to the Midas touch switching from gold to guano.

And fuck you, Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences! Randy Quaid's nuanced portrayal of a robot bodyguard should have at least earned him a best supporting actor nomination. Shame on you!