The Plan 9 slot (Basement Fest basically follows the old B-Fest template, although B-Fest itself no longer does) this year was filled by the terrifically dumb King Dinosaur. This was a life-changer for young Sandy Petersen, since watching it revealed to him for the first time that a film could have all things he liked (dinosaurs, spaceships, etc) and still be bad. He’s never looked back. Neither have we.
