2012’s Iron Sky is a little miracle of a film. Born out of
the European B-movie sci-fi petri dish from the same guys who broke out by
parodying Star Trek with the Star Wreck series, it remains one of the weirdest
and ballsiest theatrical releases of the decade. It is undeniably dated, right
up to using a Sarah Palin analogue as the U.S. president, but as a satire of
fascism and politics on a global scale, it is downright scary how prescient it
is. I mean, it’s not much of a stretch to see how much fascist iconography has
grown in prevalence in the last handful of years.
Making a sequel to something
like this runs a serious risk of failing to meet the bonkers threshold set by
space Nazis on the dark side of the moon who turn a black male model into a
white crazed hobo, but thankfully, this film has crazy to spare and then some.
