Really undervalued. It's easy to stop at the obvious military/conformity analog, but that's foolishly ignoring Ferrara's deep mistrust of the family unit here. Indoctrination is indoctrination. Control is control. It's all the more terrifying for the way he eroticizes the actual body snatchings, like Meg Tilly (so good in this) gazing lovingly as her husband is ensnared in alien tentacles, or Anwar's nude teenage nymph-clone attempting to seduce its human source's rescuer.














