Zeta One is a surprisingly chaste 007 sexploitation ripoff; with lots of space-age plastic furniture, blue eyeshadow, fake eyelashes, gogo boots, g-strings and pasties. I think the plot has something to do with alien women conducting mini-skirted kidnappings and strip poker, but I'm not really sure because of all the kaleidoscopic psychedelic nonsense going on. You would think with all the g-stringed, pastied, soft-core shenanigans, Zeta One wouldn't have been so freakin' boring.
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