People wearing belted silver lame outfits do things in space in this nonsensical sci-fi film. Someone is kidnapped I think, but it doesn't really matter; because this movie is a polyester 1970's craptacular. In the future tunics, tights, The Dry Look, epaulettes, and Sybil Danning haircuts will be plentiful and men will look terrible in all of those things. People point toy ray guns at other people, nothing happens, and people fall down. A few of those people will break in half, revealing they are robots. It's not very interesting. There are excruciatingly awkward kisses, questionable acting, not-very-special special effects, spastic handheld camera work, rubber jumpsuits, several glowing 'light sword' battles, and an impenetrable plot borrowing heavily from Star Trek, Star Wars, and Battlestar Galactica. Actually, anyone involved with any movie with the word Star in it should sue and try to get 35 cents in damages for copyright infringement. That's pretty much all the money they'll get. I watched War Of The Robots on Youtube, and it was just awful. Here's a clip:
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