I've seen this movie
twice with the second viewing only last night. Didn't realize how dream-like it was in its quality. The narrative is odd and disjointed, but definitely memorable.
As I child, having only viewed snippets, it was quite the creepy film with the clean, bright n white appearance of the masuleum, the silver-shiny chrome death-spheres, lanky, free-flowing tall man and the sinister Jawas.
Sniffing about a bit and realized Don Coscarelli is the man behind this film and one other very impressionable movie of my youth, The Beastmaster! Okay, his legacy is secured in my filmography fan book.
My favorite scene in this eclectic film
Fun film. I think I love the seventies.