Simon says he’ll date a zebra, but can’t quite Pegg the writing and the whole enterprise comes crashing down. Even zero-g disbelief suspension
can’t save this shipwreck, which starts with miraculously parting principals
from slaughtered sea of red-shirts, treks through a minefield of coincidence
and culminates in a predictable fistfight.
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