If only the producers would've mined the wealth of satiric genius found in the original comic this would be a much-loved instead of a much hated flick. Where's Pro-Rata the Financial Wizard?! The Kidney Lady?! The Space Turnip?! Dr. Bong (no...not that kind of bong...he's got a bell for a head which he hits with his metallic clapper hands)?! Talk about a massive missed opportunity.
Only Michael Bey could've f***** it up more.