elfs | Iron Sky [movie, review]

Omaha and I went to see Iron Sky last night. If you're not familiar with Iron Sky, here's the premise: in 2018, the last Nazi base, hiding out on on the dark side of the moon, captures an American moon mission returning after 50 years, discover that the world's technology base has advanced far further than they'd anticipated, and decide to launch the Fourth Reich's great invasion of the Earth.

It's a farce that would make Mel Brooks sit up, hit himself in the forehead and shout, "Oy! Why didn't I think of that?" except that, in order to avoid offending any more than absolutely necessary, there are no Germans and no Jews in the film at all.

Instead, Sarah Palin (never named, but there's nobody else that woman could be) is President, the Nazis engage in experiments to invite a black man into the Aryan race-- this is much funnier than it sounds-- and the plot centers around an ad agency trying to figure out how to sell Sarah's re-election bid.

There's too much fun that doesn't deserve to be spoiled. The UN General Council scenes are especially hilarious, but the movie is a giggle from beginning to end.

Oh, and if James Nicoll is paying attention: the Nazis are so powerful because they've mined Helium-3 out of the Moon.