This 1979 sci-fi effort from Disney is less a Star Wars clone than an attempt to recapture the kiddie show magic of such past classics as 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. It has a lively sense of menace, and in some of its fruitier moments it reminded me of the more traumatic passages in the Brothers Grimm. Gary Nelson’s direction is very bad, the writing is weak, and the acting campy at best—but Peter Ellenshaw’s production design strikes the right balance of vastness and seductive detail. His spaceship owes more to Christopher Wren than Stanley Kubrick: an elaborate Gothic structure, with spires, vaulted ceilings, and endless corridors populated by scurrying, hooded figures.