I’m not even sure I can review this film because it was totally scattered, mixed up, zany, and schizophrenic. I don’t know if I am just too old to catch the humor in Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, or if everyone involved in making the film was on some bad drugs, but it just missed the mark. The plot, if you can call it that, seemed to be that the President of the Galaxy signed an order to destroy Earth so they could build a space freeway or some such nonsense like that. Well, we come to find out that the President of the Galaxy didn’t even know what he was signing; he thought he was giving someone an autograph or something.

There were about 10 people in the theater with me. At one point one guy walked out. Some younger viewers behind me laughed about three different times during the film and that was it, so I don’t think I was alone in thinking that something big was missing from the film. Hitchhiking into this film is like diving into the Twilight Zone, which unfortunately leads me to believe that The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy might develop a cult following. It is so bizarre and weird that it wouldn’t surprise me. But for me, I would put my thumb down and just keep walking and not hitchhike a ride with this one.